Justifying acts of commission
Realization sank in that some things
Are simply beyond comprehension~

A river flows finding needy crevices ~
A seed carries an orchard potential, we build
Destroy, learning life lessons at own hand~

Ruins are fodder
For an imaginative mind
To rekindle inner truant child~

Relentless life’s tumbrel marches
We rewind wading thru shored
Bricks and mortar of experienced life~

Tarting up life these days
I view with rosy lenses
Bypassing blood and gore~

Piebald destiny will dapple
Waxing waning grief, joy
Going with the flow, only way to cut it ~


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