(5 NOV 2011 -- I've been betrayed so many Times in my Life – now it seems the "norm" for any relationship I'm in. So, I withdraw from any contact -- to avoid any further suffering, falsehood, and betrayal. Even while the Wheels of Time turn, I exist in the shallows and shadows behind protective masks. Even the Mirror does NOT see the depth in me. dht)
The Wheel of Life turns –
as I hover in the shadows –
ever wading through the shoals of Time.
Another turn of the Wheel –
an essence changed –
as Time and Age blends the patterns.
How shallow the sigh –
How deep the wounds –
How superficial the mind –
How deep the emotion.
The blush of the bloom – faded –
The vessel of the bouquet – weighted –
The trivial confounds the profound –
The thoughtful masks the perception.
Another Turn of the Wheel –
Another Step on the path –
Another Year on the rung –
Another Tear on the lash.
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr – 2011]
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