Students share reflections about life, education, etc.
Senior Alex Piccio shares a personal poem.
the eye
“they are all the same” the woman utters
i glance out the fogged window
and see the trees
colored with tones of a powerful flame
“and what does that make them?” i question her
“mundane”
i turn my head a second time
and see what she does not
a powdery green valley
complemented by vibrant red and bright orange
contrasting the faint grey of the morning sky’s reflection on the gently rippled lake
a patch of sun peeks through parting clouds
and shines upon the landscape
the white light seeps through the branches
blanketing the valley in subtle rays of warmth
the beauty in front of me is inspiring
i can see what He intended for this world
when He created a planet so vast
with plentiful colorful treasures
i turn away from the scene to meet her stare
“what could be missing?” i set down my brush
the woman stands for a moment
speculating my painted canvas with glazed eyes
she shrugs “it’s just trees, but i guess it’s nice.”
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