Wednesday, March 19, 2014

From Pakistan to Picayune

The vinegar
of the lofty mind

puckers with the pervading trends
of arguing for the sake of disagreement
and gathers creased brows that will never smooth.

We lose real estate
and hearts that might heal

when bitter words
and thoughtless policy

take seats at the table
when chocolates and tea are served
from great, earthen vessels
and platters overflowing.

Cast your mind
into the pit of a prosperous soul
and let it burn with the white heat
of abundant love.

The alchemy of those shining elements
will hold the universe
like a bride first kissed
on her wedding night.

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