This began as a response to Vampire'sMistress poem "Of Love and Hate". I was e-mailed by Marge who told me it deserved a thread of it's own so here it is. Marge: I want to thankyou for helping me out with the final line.
Of love; it's passions sweeter side, It's gentleness like rain. It soothes the hurting part of us, And wins out over pain.
Of hate; it's bitter and rebuke, It's passion gone awry. It's hurtful and it does consume, All that is close by.
In all we do within our lives, These feelings we must temper. For either left to run amuck, Can kill with just a whimper.
You definitely speak with wisdom here, Marilyn. Exellent work, with a lot of truth to it. Keep it up!
~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack, Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare, Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water, Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha
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