Sedimentary Soul
The stony face of a chasm wall,
That bleeds from its scars crimson tears,
That assemble a pool at its igneous chin,
That stands motionless amongst its smiling peers.
This wall stands lofty, mighty, dark,
Foreboding when viewed from a distance,
But for the deserving that venture to approach
To indulge the tears, to them there is no resistance.
For the wall that towers and threatens and mars,
That causes the voyager to err,
Is pliable of face and not hard of heart
As only the worthy few can concur.
The moral is as it always was,
The five senses must feed the mind,
See not only the wall, but touch, taste and hear,
For then the heart shall feed in kind.
The stony face of a chasm wall,
That bleeds from its scars crimson tears,
That assemble a pool at its igneous chin,
That stands motionless amongst its smiling peers.
This wall stands lofty, mighty, dark,
Foreboding when viewed from a distance,
But for the deserving that venture to approach
To indulge the tears, to them there is no resistance.
For the wall that towers and threatens and mars,
That causes the voyager to err,
Is pliable of face and not hard of heart
As only the worthy few can concur.
The moral is as it always was,
The five senses must feed the mind,
See not only the wall, but touch, taste and hear,
For then the heart shall feed in kind.
Again published without Malice's approval
K
3 comments:
Isn't it ood how the five senses don't always feed the mind? Sometimes its the other way round. We see what we want to see, feel what we want to feel, hear what we wnat to feel, and even taste what we want to taste. It is the wonder that is the mind.
Missing
Malice aka Fahad
Where are you man?? Miss your posts.
Hope you are well.
malice is not coming back is he?
well, now we can start rumours and he will have no idea:D
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