POEM: Her Beatify Regime

She offered her for others
Occupying the known and unknown
In a so rare
As a piece of raw flesh
Nourishing friend and faux akin
Wear and dead meet
Sow mysteriously
In weighs
With winsome
Waiving her rights
In the face of unseemly fortunes
And a parent fate
Like in experienced chide
Passing into a door
A mist reluctant fallowers
Wont to cling too
A certain fate
For what remains
of eternal youth
Borne again
A head of her times
And a big for all
Letting go of earthly flatter
As some age flyer
Hanging round
Until taken down
By pluckers of all forms
In that primeval
Of wrongs and rites
Rising once more
As ballads fly
As so many
Untried convictions
So long side
In dis belief
As refuse
The un-altar-Abel
Steaking won's claim
From whence I live
As never never land
We meat again

This poem is yet another to feminine virtues, as a mother's patient strength and that fights fiercely and elegantly for all of earth's , sacrificing many earthly pursuits to give rise to not a little on earth.  This poem plays with issues of both inner and outer , as inner incarnates itself into the outer world, making the world both more and us grateful for the beauty ever-present before us.  Inner beauty is real — not merely sentiment — bursting into creation, fulfilling our inborn desire to be and share that beauty with others.  This and elegance in the face of ignorance and is the of living, recognizing and paying tribute with one's to the superiority of over and service over .

This poem has allusions to a heavenly afterlife.  The time is always right to do what is right -- Martin Luther King, Jr. quote.I am not a big fan of as some delayed reward, some divine carrot, to get us to behave well on earth.  Rather, the heavenly allusions are to poetically lift up the triumph of life over , the ultimate affirmation of good as stronger than . Plus, I have a more seamless view of the good as good in itself and inevitably offering good up to all residing here and now in the earthly plane.  is just because it is just.  As Martin Luther King, Jr. reminded us, “The is always right to do what is right.”  Still, while I am agnostic regarding any specifics of any afterlife, I have experienced enough profound serendipities in my life that any pleasant would be entirely congruent with my of life.  May you do the right thing now, accept the great gifts ever-present before you, and expect to be pleasantly surprised as the unfolds.

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