At the holiday we take time to break bread, break it away from modern tradition, instead.
In tuition, a fee to be seeded, to listen zips impedance, to this inception.
Incision bleeds me, my imperfections in debt, to me corrected these things please humanity.
Believe me in what you see: prove it to use such truths, do speak honestly.
Gist of the list is simplistic: whiffs of if then a cause is effective a drift.
Heels first slice is a rise each to the ends inside the why's mend to arrive.
Haven't you been reading? Speak it to your seedling, it bends but lives so listen again.
Another reason for hopes and dreams, two seasons, is mostly told if only you reached your goal believing.
Keeping sacred sayings & wise advice if praying deceased your voice inside keeps alive the motivation.
Thinks: your whole, precisely defined, decided minding recites what memorizing confines rewind reminded.
This little finding is bigger than boring I.D. its rhymed been rippling blinding enlightenment.
Profusely oral omen in use? Know, quarrel known nor truce too foreign, poem and deuce.
Caboose contains, compression conducted, confession catches clutch caption, connection.
Thru actions spoke words completing the Greek, meaning the verb needs to peak thru the key.
Toast today All mankind makes it's states of mind kindness and truth replays contagiously.
Crimes won't exist since we all share equally fits teach & seek what lives in the invisibly.
Witness it, It; I begin hear again, not a christian nor organized religion getting in.
I'm a Mystic, not something carefully scripted or compared to a labeled listed legal definition.
Its there if you want it the answers to life's givens; inherent questions of comets, higher visions, & limits.
That's it: me. Released a loaf, of biscuit to bits, keep a few but prepare for the exquisite.
Stage the exit, existence ain't opinion, its precious: the image of you perfected, get it, connect it, finish.
About this poem
Its advice from a learned perspective, three wishes, an educational review, clever prose & slant rhyme, and a handful of 'play on words'. It needs to be read and also listened to when spoken without seeing the written words. The message is different in these two activities. Both messages are, with clear intent, part of the entire message. This is, in part, an introduction to the poet; it is a cross sectional of the complexity with which he has learned and grown so to teach. more »
Written on December 23, 2022
Submitted by Reil on December 28, 2022
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"If Your My Mirror" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2023. Web. 30 Jan. 2023. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/147138/if-your-my-mirror>.