a dream is a wild temptress

who cares not for just whom she tempts

for it is not her job to care

each moment to her seems cavalier

the days weave each their own contrast

a moment capsulated

for the involved

yet never to last

but of little consequence

to the happen by observer

perception is such a

remarkable thing

where black is black

still green can be

to any one individual

any other shade alone

or mixed in the color scheme

shockingly enough

we are all uniquely filter fitted

in each our separate views of the world

in a more subtler sense


but only by God's own pure sight for us......

( written July 31,2006 320pm)

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