Within the Shadows

Within the shadows, moonlight streaming.
Stars that light themselves with meaning.
Stormy days bring moisture to
the green and growing things.

The earth has always known her course,
no matter manly history. Cycles of endurance
lightly splashed with ecstasy. Delve too deep,
the sleep becomes a nightmare as it reaps
the precedence of yet another day.

The feminine, too often used
to blame the dark upon.
The flesh of man can bring such harm
to those he claims to love.
By means of the repression
turned so deeply to denial.

Only human - oh, the trials that
a simple acceptance might choose to forego.
Confession, and yet still, the feeling lingers.
The shadows caught can often be intriguing.
The awesome feel of love in charity.
Sharing freely all we really need.

Sinking deep into the shame
of confiscating things that no one owns.
Prone to lies, excuses tumble
as the thunder starts to rumble.
Nature knows just how to tame their breed.

Within the shadows, moonlight streaming.
Stars that light themselves with meaning.
Stormy days bring moisture to
the green and growing things.
Cruel. the deeds of hidden greed
Healed in the endless dream of love...

? Michaelette ?

5/25/2003
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