Two
Branches Full of
Variant
Petals (Rain will Fall)
Sharla & Sheryl—7-2016
“My
ways are not your ways,” says the Lord.
And
I say, ‘It will rain’
thus,
forget
about what you know,
and
try to understand what you don’t know—
The
purpose of man is to study man;
and
so it can be for women!
All
of course mixed with other things, present:
and
past, perchance in times yet to come…!
There
is that other world that other persons
live
in—
The
eyes become the extension of the brain—
So
this poem should express: thoughts we
have
not yet thought, as with my two nieces
whom
have come afar to visit me!
Those
thoughts, now visible bodies, with eyes
and
ears, have lived through the rain.
They
have become a new and unusual, exciting
volume
for my life, perhaps I for theirs
likewise!
Is
it not true, this is the tip of the tail, for life?
Not
to be disingenuous!
If
not, I say: you’ve wasted your life….
#5396/21 July, 2016
Note: the author uses the
title word ‘Variant’ in place of ‘corolla’.
