some days feel like crisis / tumbling through an existential fog / where meanings are keys & I do not understand the lock / do not understand what is being said / do not understand my own thoughts / I wish for beautiful things / & realise I cannot recognise love / cannot give love / until I know the beauty of myself / today I discover Iris & think on her three petals: Love, Creation, Ceremony / these are the words I will live by / a triad of meaning / tonight I invite Iris into dreams / follow her into the depths /
Sophie McKeand
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