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Made of virtues
she is a handful of water mingling within the Great River,
flowing along with her Master, bringing life to the dead, dead land.
isn't she beautiful when she sings to me, dancing over the
Broken bough in her poetic shyness and oblivion,
perhaps telling me of the joys and pains during the quests
towards Contentment.
Over the broken bough she seems to shed tears of love,
and grief, falling onto the ground,
hoping to lay a kiss on a thirsty root or shiny seed
that may bear honey-laden apples blushing in their beauty.
but this is how, i, a meagre amount of stagnant water capped
in a clay jar watch as my virtuous companion bid me farewell with
sadness but with full of faith,
that the Mighty Hand will one day tilt the open jar
Downwards into the Great River.
And I will, one day, find home flowing with the uncountable
personal handfuls, singing "Alleluia" in all tunes and rhythm,
(In our most secret language,)
Seasons through and through.
she is a handful of water mingling within the Great River,
flowing along with her Master, bringing life to the dead, dead land.
isn't she beautiful when she sings to me, dancing over the
Broken bough in her poetic shyness and oblivion,
perhaps telling me of the joys and pains during the quests
towards Contentment.
Over the broken bough she seems to shed tears of love,
and grief, falling onto the ground,
hoping to lay a kiss on a thirsty root or shiny seed
that may bear honey-laden apples blushing in their beauty.
but this is how, i, a meagre amount of stagnant water capped
in a clay jar watch as my virtuous companion bid me farewell with
sadness but with full of faith,
that the Mighty Hand will one day tilt the open jar
Downwards into the Great River.
And I will, one day, find home flowing with the uncountable
personal handfuls, singing "Alleluia" in all tunes and rhythm,
(In our most secret language,)
Seasons through and through.
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The most saddening aspect of life are barriers formed by unjust opinions, like racism and such.
The exclusion of entry into the inner ring & the lack of respect/regard for one not of status such popularity.
The words/creations unpopular/unfamous seem to weigh much less.
Maybe to you it's all alright. But for me, I want to be respected. I hope to be able to respect others as well, though conditionally would be a task but yet the right thing to do.
Everything's going to be fine.
The exclusion of entry into the inner ring & the lack of respect/regard for one not of status such popularity.
The words/creations unpopular/unfamous seem to weigh much less.
Maybe to you it's all alright. But for me, I want to be respected. I hope to be able to respect others as well, though conditionally would be a task but yet the right thing to do.
Everything's going to be fine.
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