Reason swirls in
rippled tidal waves,
schools of thought
propelled along rip tides of random compulsion;
Mind must master momentum
or be dragged to Davy Jones’ locker,
misled by swanky salesmen.
Lies ring true when artificial authenticity
sweeps senses out to sea,
when truth is misplaced
on the shelf next to pulp fiction.
The undiscerning dragnet
will troll for all species indiscriminately;
not every fish is worth the fry.
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‘…take captive every thought…’
Pompous pines and smug cedars,
set aside superiority –
last night,
God released the Frost Fairies,
those celestial ladies-in-waiting
whose expertise is festal fashion;
today,
even the Ugly Ducklings
are Cinderellas,
even the weeds are winsome
in their fanciful finery.
The Great Equalizer,
frost paints all with the same brush –
seedling and signpost,
lilac and lantern,
thorn and thicket,
grass and grapevine;
all are exquisitely,
royally dressed
for the Ball.
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For more on this topic, visit my sister blog, “Growing With God in my Garden”
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