Facing the mysterious
We condemn so easily
The promises that something good
May come,
We get irrational
By self-made illusions
Smoke and mirror trickery
By doubt planted in our minds
By those who WILL not believe…

What if you stared in the eye of a dragon
Be it a hobo, a prostitute
A man of different faith
An enemy by statistics
Would you see the soul of love
Or condemn your own?
Your dragon must be faced with love
Only love conquers
Only love devours…
Preconceptions or judgement
The eye of the dragon may even be yours
In that mirror…
Let love shimmer
Let it shine
Let there be…

(C) 2013 allen simpson