BEAUTY CAPTURED, BEAUTY FREED

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JOURNAL #32

you have spoken to me of a great many things

tables turned and tantrums spent

the years of prayer and privilege

amid the veils of a narrowly harnessed

society

bowing to those of you above the fray

what conjecture such upbringing must

have stirred up in the psyche

abundantly blessed

how very so

indeed

but still sinful as the lowliest of lows

you confessed easily how you were taught

to be arrogant

yet I have to ask

how does that sit within  

the more humble dwellings of your very

own soul

when by all rights a spirit has no ego

are you saint or sinner

fascist or fool

living in a manner

that denies good men

such as yourself

the general company of nice women

that if given the opportunity of

harmless intermingling

could well round you out as a human being

and make you so much more than the mere

sum of your earthly parts

I ask you my friend

would that truly be so bad

to be exposed to?

your attraction for me

is one drawn to a female born free

as I am the rose that grows

wild in the storm

and you, one well cared for

truly

but

fostered sternly

with the best of all possible care

to the nursery born

so why be it no wonder

that the glorious grain stands

in the shadow of the chaff

and leans a little closer there in

wondering just what could be

surely on some other plain of learning

and or growth

that very well could be

an acceptable path

one which bares such a need

as to break free

that's enlightenment

as I believe

you, yourself labeled it...........

(Nov. 22, 2007 330am)












Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for N.K.

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