Sage

he had always hated injustice a rational being who had learnt over time that emotions may hold more value than reason and that the essence of life is distilled from compassion kindness and love times had been difficult with depression and bereavement taking their toll arguments creeping in and feelings of rejection coming to the fore the power of a passionate and sacred union healed what had been written in the stars and moons full of honey sweetened life once again his children reacted with breaking trust being judgemental all of them lacked empathy in their different ways the lovers proceeded on their path used smudge sticks candles and incense cleansed their surroundings of negative energy turned to the archangel Michael to cement and severe with a light sword as they inhaled beauty and togetherness he could have argued with his kids shown them their prejudice and transgression but decided that after all it was no skin of his nose he could do without scars and that passion was no witchcraft but that metaphorical spirits would point a way surely he felt disappointment but fragrances and lightness felt so much lighter than anxiety anger or sadness life can be a prison or a prism hurt is what one makes of getting too close when a little bit of distance fares much better 04th March 2023