Epiphany In Sight

She finally let go of the naive illusion

which to her way of thinking

had not been much of an intrusion

but certainly did add to a source of confusion

that people were as she saw them to be

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She thought she knew them to be true

that the allowed parts shown

defined the understood who

Now, she knew she’d been the fool

facing the wall, the writing was all she could see

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But if this became a point of turning

where she’d become stronger

in the fine art of discerning

the lesson should be so worth the learning:

 What you get may not nearly be what you see

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Coloring The Evidence

Love is

the color blue

Its clarity so poor

clearly; but very rich in hue

if true

A Circulating Gift

Been on a search

throughout the season(s)

for hope, understanding

for the best reason

to cling to this tree

keep singing my song

defy sadness, disappointment

never resort to wrong

Always led back to one thing

though questioned when put to test

the most pressing thought

as sun rises east, sets west

is to give; give you this

as deep as the deepest tide

big enough for the world

there’s no time to bide

Please take this gift

pure, soft, warm, so true

then know you are loved

 my heart, I give to you ❤

 

 

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