My Nature Fiona Grimes
This high-rise vastness gives freedom to my thoughts . Beauty can be seen writhing every crack or ‘ blemish ’, it takes the right eyes to see .
This city is home , here is an exotic familiarity , just as beautiful as any other . The mind has to open .
I walk these streets to my own beat . No one else ’ s . Creativity flourishes without the stroke of a pen , or the flick of a paintbrush .
I can walk with serenity , smiling at passers by , not because of social convention but because my heart wants to say hello .
Aesthetically pleasing may not be what pleases everyone . Walk the streets as a stranger , To relish the beauty of home .
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