so full of illusion
illogic and confusion
basic truths and alibis
confessions and lies
friends we don’t know
who in turn are the foe
still flows like a river
like the shaft from the quiver.
This love we share –
so full of redemption
always the exception
which bends every rule
like the jester or fool
in the court of a king
who can fly on one wing
across a wide land
on a trip no one planned.
Sweet mysteries
and Amazing Grace
are lost in the trees
and ascend into space.
sophie丫牙细笔
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