Its presence almost eludes me
as I sit here now and observe it.
It's hard to believe with the world
around me
that such a thing could exist.
But in all the trouble and turmoil
occuring here on the earth;
The wars, the fighting, the hating,
hindering us in its wake
It shines through here at this place
As I sit on a quiet seashore,
And thoughtfully watch the waves....
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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