Virtue and perception correlate

The humid heat is here for the first time
Conplaining people gossip as they wait
The clouds have shadows, wonder where is mine.

Late spring  stutters just before it’s gone
The rosebuds cluster near my garden gate
The humid heat is here for the first time

We can’t see our shadows, they’re behind
Our flaws and faults combine as if to mate
The clouds have shadows; wonder where is mine.

Do I want to see my shadow’s crimes?
Can it be I’ve left it far too late?
The humid heat is here for the first time

 

To change perceptions is an act divine
For when we see, we open Heaven’s gates
The clouds have shadows; wonder where is mine.

Virtue and perception correlate
New perceptions’ cause internal gales
The humid heat is here for the first time
Light and shade, our longings are sublime

 

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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