Playing with perspective  
do we ever get the chance 
to bask in another’s life 
to learn another dance? 

Are we bound to the freedom 
of familiarity, bestowed 
by the sagging similarity 
between bravery and blood? 

Can we ascend the descending 
patterns of prerogative? 
Can we banish the marbled mountains 
to the murky sea ~ only to 
make islands of illusions 
isolated from the 
imperfect glory of 
our ripened reality?

You can find an animation that pairs with perspiring perspective here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery here on WordPress.

Have a beautiful day!