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Fairytale
Prelude
It wasn't always so
this certainty in doubt;
but, a black sun of shadow
content in one's own lot
Chapter 1
Once upon a Time
a toad discovered me
amidst a pond of poem
absorbed in imagery;
perched upon a lily pad
waiting for the frog
that rejected transformation
into some Prince of court
Because royalty, you see
wasn't what I sought
( nor golden riches of wealth
in a kingdom amid the wood )
But, a treasure that is trust
buried beneath the truth
no matter how much it hurt
to reveal such tender roots
Chapter 2
Assurance became the Frog
from my gentle leap of faith
into those murky waters
of transformative belief
The cloudy sediment splashed
from our introductory dance
rebirthing the sacred cache
into a regal Lotus
I dare not pluck it, I thought
for my admiration only
Howbeit gifted to me
by his sweet generosity
Beauty is best admired
by an open mind and heart
relinquishing the gifted bloom
for the greater good of Love
That all could view the truth
of what life could hold in store
by letting go of what cannot be
to embrace the great unknown
Chapter 3
Though he's secretly desired
by a few who've made their move
he chooses to sit by my side
knowing he's free to go
But, is that not the test
of Love and Trust and Truth
the liberty to leave blessed
if any so should choose
And yet does he remain
my best friend and my Love;
a confidant I can Trust
without expectation of return
For we all reap what we sow
be it betrayal, pain, or Love
Ah, but that is how we learn
whether we intended to, or not
The End
Postlude
It wasn't always so
this certainty in doubt;
but, a black sun of shadow
content in one's own lot
It wasn't always so
this certainty in doubt;
but, a black sun of shadow
content in one's own lot
Chapter 1
Once upon a Time
a toad discovered me
amidst a pond of poem
absorbed in imagery;
perched upon a lily pad
waiting for the frog
that rejected transformation
into some Prince of court
Because royalty, you see
wasn't what I sought
( nor golden riches of wealth
in a kingdom amid the wood )
But, a treasure that is trust
buried beneath the truth
no matter how much it hurt
to reveal such tender roots
Chapter 2
Assurance became the Frog
from my gentle leap of faith
into those murky waters
of transformative belief
The cloudy sediment splashed
from our introductory dance
rebirthing the sacred cache
into a regal Lotus
I dare not pluck it, I thought
for my admiration only
Howbeit gifted to me
by his sweet generosity
Beauty is best admired
by an open mind and heart
relinquishing the gifted bloom
for the greater good of Love
That all could view the truth
of what life could hold in store
by letting go of what cannot be
to embrace the great unknown
Chapter 3
Though he's secretly desired
by a few who've made their move
he chooses to sit by my side
knowing he's free to go
But, is that not the test
of Love and Trust and Truth
the liberty to leave blessed
if any so should choose
And yet does he remain
my best friend and my Love;
a confidant I can Trust
without expectation of return
For we all reap what we sow
be it betrayal, pain, or Love
Ah, but that is how we learn
whether we intended to, or not
The End
Postlude
It wasn't always so
this certainty in doubt;
but, a black sun of shadow
content in one's own lot
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