All of us strive for, and seek perfection;
we seek a good match in all we do;
In seeking a mate we want a connection;
what ever I like; you should like too.
We long for a love, very much like us;
each walking, in step, by the other;
if
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An island in the midst of a limitless ocean,
is that which my soul seems to be;
separated from land by simple erosion;
while maintaining connection with me.
I’m not really land at all;
but I come from the very same dust.
For all material, both large and small,
There’s a new Wind blowing;
the evil wind’s all gone.
Away, havoc is going;
and it’s time evil moves on.
Evil laid waste all around;
his reign of terror descend;
all wickedness is drowned;
and now, his reign is at end.
Its so hard to start all
…An Energy approaches;
its almost always near;
my territory; it encroaches;
it oft embraces fear.
It brings about all Good;
yet holds a certain dread;
it brings about all that could;
and all that might be said.
An Elixer; a cure for anything;
and all that comes about;
encompasing all;
A withered tree is very old;
it wasn’t born that way;
the flower’s petals unfold;
the beginning of decay.
Must we always scorn,
beauty that’s become,
with age, now adorned;
it’s beauty seems undone.
Wisdom comes from age;
true beauty, from inside;
recognized as a sage;
Thoughts are perfected communication;
telling someone what another one means;
they never require complex mediation;
thoughts about the facts; just as it seems.
Thoughts are always poignant and pure;
while words often trip and fall;
thoughts can even explain the obscure;
words often say nothing at all.
Thoughts; a mixture
…Laughter is the best medicine;
or so it has been said;
all others in the cabinet; jettison;
a laugh is a natural med.
Some do question what it will cure;
such thoughts must not lead to pause;
toxic reations are not an allure;
and laughter is never their cause.
I’
…I am an iceburg, on an endless ocean;
searching to find warmer water;
life, itself, seems in slow motion;
like sheep, I’m led to a slaughter.
For when I reach the warmth that I seek;
and into that ocean, dissolve;
I, as a being, will cease be unique;
and