Picture in a Frame

We form images
The second
We meet people,
Old and new.


We use references
Acquired
To include them
In our view.


What we’re witnessing
Is seldom
An impression
Of what is.


It starts vanishing
The moment
We interpret.
What we miss


Is the character
Dimension
Passed the focus
On a name.


Stop to register
Each other
Like a picture
In a frame.



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A philosophical dreamer with a passion for self-reflection and contemplating life. He’s serious about helping people with the insights he gathered, but playful in the way he communicates his wisdom. He left a career as environmental engineer behind, in favor of becoming a personal development coach and thought-provoking writer.

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