Poetry

[alchemikey]

 

don't be so harsh

so overly critical

loathing upon what's past

now holds no grudge

it's overtly open

embracing each die that's cast

honor that freedom

to choose and to feel

when we are off the mark

aiming at moving targets

with arrows of intention

this life we play in the dark

good deeds brushed aside

it's easier to find fault

but that only leaves one in prison

as we divide what is whole

each judgments an assault

upon the inner christ that's risen

to the lofty realms of love

where self is known as other

teary eyes of compassion gaze

across the rainbow bridge

connecting all time and space

guiding any earth child that strays