Look at You

Plowing through the norm,
   on the edge of raw precipice;
marble-eyed, you grapple
   today in tomorrow’s time,
   clinging to previous lives,
   intentions undone,
   aware of the potential  and unalarmed
   by life;
Ignorant of vile or vice,
   pushing aside the mundane,
   confused by the destitute:
   downtrodden unknown.

You welcome familiar and curious faces,
   rolling and playing in the elation
   you supply;

living in the warmth of love.

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