It Is All Relative

It is all relative.

'What is? '

The receiving of a gift.
And the receiver of it,
Is unaware what it is...
Until eyes are open.

It is all relative.

'What is? '

The moment that a dawning comes,
To be welcomed by one awakening.
And only then,
Will a comprehension begin.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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