It becomes rapture so close to mercy where daughters explore practicality.
You
may feel ambivalence this universal creature while designed with purpose; to
wonder about mindstates so involved with reflection while palming intellectual
coal; but arrival is nightmare—we must determine in order to detonate or feel
inadequate; upon a small flower nibbling a sweet petal while consumed by
freedom; as many forfeit luxury, this thinking activity, for rationality is a
difficult enterprise; those attic-woods this garret-shadow while trekking an
inner queendom; but deliberation is necessary, while greater an incentive, is
to realize where existence fits in; to mow frustration or by rights to insist
if but to loosen hostility; for a man is ambition where a woman is power but
often we behave for upper-echelon.
The
pilot is absent where a few are qualified but they have never flown a trauma-free
plane; so, appreciation is different, these missives might not be received,
while something in forming in psychic-lungs; such lemur dalliance as accustomed
to winning while most of us are exhausted; an umbra is chasing an umbrella is
broken where many are bogged down in this blizzard. But I must confess, where
it is pretty arbitrary, for when thunder has passed—it is easy to suggest
favor; however, it has been a merciful ride in this city-estuary while carrying
key sewer attributes; so harsh on self, but requirements are different, while
an innocent soul might not need military activity; whereas, a knucklehead needs
infantry or sergeants or interior maintenance.
It
becomes rapture so close to mercy where daughters explore practicality.
I’ll
share a secret.
Whenever
I face dinosaurs, I become invisible, or I simply reappear; this old behavior,
such knitted yarn, accompanies a strong countenance; but I feel uneasy, where
no-one quite receives me, at least, not as I perceive the situation. I isolate
to become social where a simple address might have alleviated my discomfort;
for often it looks horrible, for feelings are bombastic, when something
negotiable erases the frustration. This might help, in an environment pitching
quarters, while such and such is geared for a healthy, likeminded discussion. It
grows but ivory while struggling with obstinance but we see something
priceless!
It
becomes rapture so close to mercy where daughters explore practicality.
I saw something beyond
description—this grotto in me—or this present lament; a daughter born, albeit,
a heart was not ready, where too much was taking place; but something exchanges
realities, gut-walls become fresco, where much complication might be present;
this reservoir of mirrors, this ocean of seabed mire, while a man might lose a
dozen friends; to be alone, effacing darkness, while pondering something so
tiny; others tasted sweet nectar, where I nursed upon vinegar, but something
was growing: such wounded men, where many are erasing women, a few of us carry
our skies!
