Magic of the Mind

And I tap into another view
of the raging river of the mind;

one moment suspicious,
the next trusting -
each a shadow of the other

Strange
that when I trust the least,
it hurts the most

But when the river meets the sea,
the two become a unity
as particles of moisture intermesh

within the flesh
of ocean's tides

? Michaelette ?

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