UNTITLED

At odds myself vastly I hold yet wager
That misfortune shall not lay hand upon me
'Tis time spent educationally so that bears merit to my course
A course that hones and owns within my breast
One can'st lose what one ne'er possesses
Do I speak of a heart?
There hath been hollowness of cavity prior
Thus echos still resonate to reason
Wherefore I allow access, only I cause and artfully array
Or...disarray
At will
Strategically speaking,
There lies no villainous treachery
No ill will
No rebuke
Far more reason looms thus its cries are heard
More effectively so than booms of cannon fire
Nature need not be hidden under a theatrical mask
Of frown or glad nature where none exists
Exposure to the elements does fine work indeed!
The reflected spectacle of mine own minds eye
Tells a great many stories that upon further inspection
Reveal truth
At the helm and steering into shallow waters
Hoping to go out to sea ~ Maggie 1/13/07 @ 9:07 a.m.