Love's Mind.
Love, blind to weakness,
sees what need chooses
but time casts its image
on forgiveness unused.
Doubt born of judgement
fights contrition's due
and pawns gentle insight
deflecting love's beauty
We, what we are, write
discord in peace-tunes
but love's mind composes
more than ego' s music.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments4
its not all in the mind tho' is it .. wouldn't it be just perfect, if it were everywhere .......... x
Loves mind resides in the cockles of the heart where dissent rarely inhibits,
Your words poetically brings this to our awareness
Loves mind may compose beautiful music without dissonance. That is, until the poor musician attempts to play it. Such a good write dear Fay.
' time casts its image
on forgiveness unused.'
'We, what we are, write
discord in peace-tunes'
Brilliant!
so deep, so very wise dear Fay
thank you and Happy New year!
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