Nothing is as lucid
as self-doubt.
So certain in its purpose,
so sure to follow through,
so clear in its aim
to bring you down.
Perhaps the only thing
untouched by self-doubt
is nature,
doing what it needs to do
without a second thought,
waiting for no validation,
no reward,
just carrying on
as it is.
This piece is written in response to the three hundred and tenth edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – LUCID hosted by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.
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Beautifully expressed. The image of nature quietly being itself, without seeking validation, stayed with me for long.
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Have a nice week ahead, with very few and always justified doubts, dear Vinitha!
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