March 25, 2012
Myth within itself;
A paradox of the earth
To be represented by those who posses it;
Those who understand
What good it is to be themselves.

And yet it’s there, this myth.
Gift and curse and wonder in one.
There to be seen, to be understood
By those it graces with its touch.
Those lucky few it graces with its touch.

The rest are alone. Left to be themselves
Without the wonder of its favor
While it mocks them forevermore in those faces
Lucky enough to receive its blessing.
Those lucky few who receive its blessing.

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