Weary of kissing frogs and hugging snakes,
Of stepping barefoot on dead grass,
You often blame life for the unavoidable ugliness
And run away to hide!
Stratagems for avoiding what is
Repetive, unkown or unpleasant
Require endless additions of new
You want the colorful rose but not its thorns,
The loving touch of Sun and wind
Not tornadoes and burned skin
Yet, no mud no lotus my dear!
Topic(s) of this poem: life, metaphysical
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