my willingness

to play the fool

sets a mind at

ease that never was.

even so, you figure

prominently.

a buxom licentiousness

fawning over a boy

with your goddess-grown

hands...administering.

your unique franticity.

Do you ever stop and consider the depth and condition of your soul? What attitudes and dispositions do you allow to poison and lurk in there?  Or do you fill it with the seeds of kindness and gentleness and service? We alone are responsible for our souls and what we give into this world. I’m not content to be a handsome tree that cannot nourish those around me with goodness, kindness and gentleness. All the degrees and diplomas hanging on my wall will not comfort a hurting heart.  Being learned will not guarantee being wise.  The depth of your soul is entirely up to you...dig deeper and find yourself for yourself!