Autobiographical, poetic commentary emphasizing compassion,
ones search for truth &
that which cannot be found except from within…
Consider well the altruism found here (to the great chagrin of 'detractors').
©Copyright 2006-2022 by RK, Planetary Poet Laureate (of the end time)
Friday, June 20, 2014
If it’s love…
[Inspired by Hula Cam At Venice Beach by hulafantastica+]
“We dance round in a ring and suppose,
but the Secret sits in the middle and knows.” -Robert Frost
…tell me the most, the secret you hide in the grey.
Meet me in the middle, it’s okay, let’s get personal.
Tell me the most you've never told in this circle.
Don’t hold it prison, when you can leave.
Be kind and never look back, before you…
…tell me the moment you slip away.
It’ll conquer the rage within if it’s love,
the moment you do, tell me the most.
For a few moments let your emotions loose.
Sideline negative ones, they’ll understand.
…and dance…+
--RK, 8:45pmEDST, 6/20/2014

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