I Dont Get It
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

The auras flare and sparkle around me,
drifting upon the currents of lifes breath.
Sweet winds adorned with the scent of love,
a fluttering pine, a sigh embraced and absorbed.

They trinkle, they tinkle, they flood the spectrum, the prism of my
mind, scattering thoughts of crystalline faceted perspectives.
Mirrored in experience, in fantasy, in desire.
They float in empathy and entice emotion to flicker.

The brightness of a smile, contagious as a yawn,
the twinkle in an eye that shares understanding spirit.
My brothers, my sisters my humanity.
What pleasure there is in this, our love.

And then there is fire, a blessing and curse.
Knowledge and ignorance, which is which, which is worse.
We worry and fret and toil as we age,
succumb to our evils and lash out in our rage.

Were human, were Gods, were deep in our shallow.
Were light and were dark, we choose what we hallow.
A little pleasure and little pain, a lot of both if you let it.
Measure wisely your hate, I want love I dont get it.