So...just...let go? That's it?
How easy does that seem to you?
Cuz it doesn't sound easy to me.
Why do these 'wise' words always
have to be such puzzles?
Why can't they come in
simple-to-understand terms
rather than codes and images
that I am loath to dissect?
Perhaps, I confuse a Jester
for a Crone/Sage.
Perhaps, you laugh merrily
at the solemn approach,
that weary eyes,
the outreached heart.
Perhaps, it's all a joke to you.
And so you turn again the key
on the wind-up-human toy
and watch in glee
as she marches around
in circles
till her head spins
and she falls
or simply just
runs out of juice.
'No matter,' say you.
'I can just wind her up again.'
'No matter,' say I.
'Nothing matters, really,
does it?'
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