If I were you, and you were me
I wonder, then, would we see?
What I do to you, I do to me.
Would it all seem very clear?
What is there, is also here.
If the beauty of a tree
Fills my soul, is it me?
Love of you, love of me,
Human, God, deer, or sea
Embrace them all, they are Me.
I hope you continue to develop it well, and to paint pictures in thought with questing, seeking, and pondering. We will all benefit and grow from such.
Stephanie S. Sawyer
A profound truth in a superb write, Kathy.
Technically, very nice meter and cadence, as well.
Richard
Regis
Allen
Chanti