The Earth and we
Are fragile made
We see just what
We want explained
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Ripples on a lake
Are like thoughts within our minds
Events upon the surface
Life's images unwind
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Denial comes
With many names
Anger
Fear
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Helen Mary
Seeks the blue
Sea worn glass
Beside the pool
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To those of us who judge unknowingly, or by deliberation I say this
That when, in judging others, we ourselves should exercise
Synchronous similar examinations, of our own minds
That we miss not those faults we own, and yet ignore
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Silver is the mirror,
Where colours cannot run
From one into another
For silver it has none
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The stones stand
Like a circle of crones
Far out on the moor
Resembling witches
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Canterbury Bells
Are also our flowers
They love summers breeze
And evening showers
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Words are just labels
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Labels
You attach to images
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