What shaded veil blinds me to thee
but simple vanity
in all my wrath I cannot see
a harmonized universe
for I would wish it lockstep with mine
and lose all the variety
and cover it with clover
yet miss the little bee
for all the sense I would make
some ridiculous thought would stray
and i would confuse harmony
with what I feel today
as opposed to environs
I would have one gauge
is it or is it not a nice day
and miss the vale in favor of mountains
and miss the male in favor of the female
for my vision is marred by shadows of self
and so I read
to hear the stamps and fits of other wiser voices
AbyKittiwake 