The Lines

The lines

I wanted to see between the lines

The lines become blurred

They become entwined

It’s hard to distinguish

Sometimes it’s hard to see the difference between black and white lines

The white and black lines become grey

The lines are so straight

Only a curve where the zebra has been

We can see him clearly

As he makes his through the black and white stripes

He breaks the lines

Where the zebra goes

There is a natural beautiful flow

The zebra continues to walk

It’s hard to see the lines

They become grey

They become blurred

It’s hard to see the difference between black and white

We do not always see the simplest things clearly

Toria

28/8/2021