Ekphrastic Poem: The Microcosm of Me

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The Microcosm of Me

Everything has leveraged, sold, and advertised
The perks of the real estate outside of myself.
My problems would assuredly
m e l t a w a y
in the balmy breeze of a tropical vacation 
d i s a p p e a r 
with the first savored sips of a cup of steaming coffee
v a n i s h 
with the swish of a finger 
as that special someone swiped right on my 300x300 pixel photograph

The best gift You could have given me
Was that of letting me hit rock bottom,
For there I finally had to look inside.
At first it was so blindingly dark in that place… and cold.
So homogeneously sad.

I was frozen in place and naively imagined
Everything was and would always be 
As I perceived it in that torturous moment–
Like Edward of Narnia, I was naught but a petulant child 
In a land of perpetual winter,
With ice and deceit and treats that never quite satisfied.

But You led me from one place to another within myself,
Some well-known and others brand new.
A world within, which like the Earth, experiences
Different seasons and time zones all at once.

There were virgin oases, untapped mines,
Sprawling buffets, jaw-dropping discoveries, and inspiring works of art.
I could see that where one thing died,
Room was only being made for something new.

Mult-faceted, Layered, Deep, Evolving–
Thank you for introducing me to the Microcosm
Of Myself.

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