Friday, April 17, 2009

4 of Cups



If I look upon your face and think you my enemy;
Forsake me;
For I am a child deprived of selfish desires;
If I look upon your face and bare my fangs;
Forsake me;
For I am a beast deprived of affection;
If I look upon your face and hide my own;
Forsake me;
For I am cowering before my own weakneses;
If I look upon your face and see my own;
Forgive me my tresspasses and I forgive you yours;
For we are brethren both in blood and in spirit.