The Black Coat With Three Crystals
Sharon Regan
The first, is a metaphor of the fire that you kindle in others
The second, a demented background formula for changing everything with a glance while seeming uncertain of being responsible for the action.
The third, a mirror that your adversaries confront.
The first, has caused many to gently blaze with passion
The second, has made us want to please you
The third, has led us to doubt our conviction of anything we know about you
Fire, one of the four elements
Will, a woman’s prerogative
Reflections, what is outside becomes the silhouette of what is within
Always a murmur
Equanimity within the chaos
We gravitate to fulfill the void
All of us
But only you remain!
RC
The first, is a metaphor of the fire that you kindle in others
The second, a demented background formula for changing everything with a glance while seeming uncertain of being responsible for the action.
The third, a mirror that your adversaries confront.
The first, has caused many to gently blaze with passion
The second, has made us want to please you
The third, has led us to doubt our conviction of anything we know about you
Fire, one of the four elements
Will, a woman’s prerogative
Reflections, what is outside becomes the silhouette of what is within
Always a murmur
Equanimity within the chaos
We gravitate to fulfill the void
All of us
But only you remain!
RC
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