Janus Face
Two faces; two juxtaposed deportments; two qualities;
On one hand, past pains; on the other, future jollities
Janus, the Roman god of progress and dualities
Dwells with keys of the door, gate, and threshold formalities
I have it. Each one has. One is true. The other is false.
Safe like love and hope; heard-earned treasure-like brings many walts
Springing like hemlocks from mental mud insecurities
Brings manipulative and deceptive impurities.
Trust erodes; communion corrodes; inner turmoil is born.
With anger, fear, and sadness, equilibrium is torn.
Vocation is jeopardized; calm communion is curtailed;
Energy and synergy quirks and smirks are veiled and failed.
Confidence, compassion, and creativity are must.
Together with honesty, loyalty, love, hope, and trust
Learning from the past and flourishing into the future
And living and letting live be our monistic nature
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2023
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