Heretic, rebel, innocent, and proud,
when the lilacs and orchids bloom in the sun
the sky remains invisible, transparent as a see-through glass
for the lilacs and orchids to yearn to see
their own visage, their own image, in the highest mirror,
not knowing that the mirror of the sky
is a heart that does not reflect back what it sees and understands.
The heart is not a mirror.
when the lilacs and orchids bloom in the sun
the sky remains invisible, transparent as a see-through glass
for the lilacs and orchids to yearn to see
their own visage, their own image, in the highest mirror,
not knowing that the mirror of the sky
is a heart that does not reflect back what it sees and understands.
The heart is not a mirror.
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