Peer into the eyes
Of the one whom you do not see
And you shall find yourself
To determine the direction
It shall take when breezes stir
Its fragile beauty
Then follow the leaf's path
To discover the beauty
Of changeDo not curse the day
Nor rue the darkness
But curse the darkness
Of the rueful dayAdmire art
And, if courageous
Closely examine
Inherent mistakes
Of the artist's brush stroke
It is there you shall uncover
The mystery of
The artist's true intentListen to the cadence of water
As it encounters the rock
In a natural flow the water
Finds the path of least resistance
To acchieve its victoryA woman speaks mindful of words
A man speaks words of his mind
Therefore women speak
MindfullyShout in silence
Speak without shouting
And the world shall
Listen intentlyAn infants tears reflect pain
An adult's pain reflects tears
And yet, an infant is more truthful
For an adult conceals tears
Within their painMankind is cunning
Yet live in a state of bewilderment
For, in aspiring to unlock
The secrets of Dvinity
Mankind fails to admire
The reflection of Divinity
In the eyes of nature


