life isn't fair
I know this well
but all I want is to get what I give
to receive the compassion I give to those who also live
but that isn't what happens
and it is what it is
when I feel alone
I want someone to give at least a tiny bit
a small gift of love or concern
the view of an open heart
is it too much to ask for this?
it must be since it doesn't happen
so it will continue to be
it is what it is
Our next life will always cost us this one
Soon the fun of it all will wither away
We can only pray that we're able to make the most of it
When the fires are lit
The spring rain comes down
In warm droplets
Soaking through my gown
My bare feet splash in the puddles
The power of the rain making me feel humble
As we are both up in the cosmos
Both wearing dresses of silk and satin
We happen to bump into each other
I see in your eyes a vision
Of an entire galaxy as one
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