Ferrous Honey

Not everything is trauma.
Just ask the Dali Llama.

If life’s better fair than real…
 Take the illusory deal.

I think of bees; drinking tea.
Honey made-no thought of me.

What shakes your daily rigor?
What steals your vim & vigor?

Not every hurt is a harm.
We can’t only learn from charm.

Our best vintage is our own.
Time’s finest work…tumbled stone.

Look like water…yet be rock.
Damaged Beauty, leave the flock.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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