Your a very wise soul Audrine with lots of reflection within filled with prolific fruit

The secret lies in the fact that the way we deal with things may lies in the "attitude" that we bring to them.

The law is meant to regulate bad behavior. If you committing good behavior like your poem would suggest and you can't help it, keep on giggling and smiling. And more power to you.

Ron

I once wrote a poem about the philosopher who became a prisoner of his own thoughts. But you have raised the price. We are all prisoners of our own thinking! I always knew you were smarter than me.

Beneath the surface of this poem, is a cry for understanding. Often it is without compassion. There is more in the subtext than the text is this cry for unconditional love to be felt. Even the metaphoric photo says the same. Has there ever been a spider that was not existed with feelings of isolation and needs to be acknowledged with love, rather than waiting for the destruction of its lair, its only means of nourishment? Without sentient ability, it knows no better. Loved this piece.