Blithe

Life is great and flawless says she,
Always too quick to judge.
Misses the cracks,
Shadows she axe,
Always too quick to judge.

Worries, regrets, nothing as such!
Of mindfulness she lacks.
Feelings fly by,
never a ‘why’,
Of mindfulness she lacks.

Shadows, cracks fill sight to the max,
Now asking, “O God, why?”
Afraid is she
To really see
Yet asking, “O God, why?”

If only she accepts awry,
The self will be set free.
Musings be much,
Changes as much,
The self will be set free.

Photo by David Ohmer (CC BY 2.0)
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