no reconciliation…

it’s only the fool
who feeds a venomous  snake
from his open palm
hoping that the snake will see
harmony is all he seeks

passages #2 ….

in front barriers
deceit’s finely woven web
it’s almost see-through
life’s treasures are visible
but the web entraps my dreams

simple words #13…

the phone
sat upon the desk for years
waiting for the call that never came
belief’s assumption undialed