Reptile

The eye is deceiving, when the heart is willing-

Theres a nasty rumor going about town-

The villagers are robust, bursting at the seams,

To tell the epic tale of your demise-

This kind of insidious hemlock

Has confused

Even the most upright

Of the mortals who walk

Amongst us

However,

Every so often

By the snaking edge

Of a river

Pregnant with April

A virgin is born

Not the virgin

That swarms our heads

No,

This is a wasp of the finest distinction

Its the pure poison

Of selflessness.

When that child

Pulled her lips from the swelling water

History was already decided

Freewill must exist as a paradoxical freedom-

But, thats the great thing about the creator

We will never out chess her-

And so

This clean being

By pure way of nature

Pushes and pulls

with non abiding cruelty and sweet crystalline nobility

Through her most potent trait:

An absolute lack of attachment-

Thus it is proven

The ancient Law:

That wherever there is goodness,

Also lurks in relentless pursuit

The more sinister reptilian-

One True Friend

When God takes away your "obvious" joys: Like a relationship, that "dream" job, the beautiful car, the bigger house, your size 3 jeans, your hairline, vacations in "paradise" or maybe even your precious standing on the "social ladder"...Perhaps what He/She is desperately trying to get you to take more appreciation in (so that you will find your "lost" joy once again) are far more simple things, such as: your health, your eyesight, your hearing, the roof over your head, a pet, music, poetry, colors, clean water to drink, heat when its cold, shade in the heat, a nutritious meal to fill hunger, an aging, sickly parent, your sons or daughters or even if it is just that one true Friend who will always take the time to listen....