Trust in the dragonflies courting…I smile in a vanity of hopelessness,

By tdf, June 6, 2022

Who can I trust?

Beyond a handful held ever beloved,

only the rivers and tides,

blizzards and winged beast singsong abounding,

when the humans remain aslumber…

I still feel the howl of my homosapien kinfolk,

beyond any Left or Right..

beyond any identity politics,

when their howl….

I hear/feel/find more powerful than Sun or Moon from my essence more close to fully removed to the creek,

where Life teems,

starlight beams…

Too many of those who like to believe their scribbles carries sway,

are too prone to becoming bigoted self righteous.

I lean that way and find this hideous reflection in others who thrive off such HORROR!

I smile in a vanity of hopelessness,

my own essence has long grasped and hoped to find enchanting,

Our DNA IS OF EARTH AND SKY, MOONS AND STARS>>>>>