Reflections of friends
Is who, what they C
The same degree of femininity
Make sometimes it seems a
Mean Masculine directness gleams
From the sun, valedictions, a ton
A lesson unseen, not a lesson undone
Stuck sinking suppressed in seas of emotion
That manifest as depressed, see erosion of self
Cede the unnecessary notion of motion
The meek meandering elf becomes a demon
In rigid duality; bringing a schizophrenic birth
A walk away from totality
A mood disrupting mirth
Causing one to ignore a rude rancor toll, of pain, nigh rebirth.
A mole on the whole; a cancer for some, for him a warm
Homely knoll, a feeling familiar for years, lifetimes on a roll
But times almost gone, and ten times as long
Earths energies growing great, throwing some in the sky
And canceling out those who choose hate, the wheel of samsara‘s
Letting go (maybe we should too, a different meaning to some, but happiness to you)
From sticky to throwing from its clutches either
Coming to terms or going in circles
Eventually we all learn
And in turn the social mirror can help us to spurn
Lower vibrating strings although they were earned
It is love we will bring,
A golden dawn, a new spring
These beautiful things
Seen through the eyes that come through the other side
Viewing the reflections of our own caring self