like a pond's stilled surface,
it reflects through the depths.
Where the lover of life
shines, gleams brightly bathed
in intense sunlight with a knowing.
While the angry,
filled with fear,
appear dull and dimwitted.
The righteous is still the righteous
with their heart carved on the plate—
nourished, growing by giving.
While the bully is still the bully
with their heart submerged
in an inky darkness.
Their voices speak from the travail;
where they’ve created a domain
All is revealed by the words
spoken from their lips.
© RH Peat 8/18/2011
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