On SeeingA Poem by Molly CaraYou are wasting your time If you are waiting to hear on another’s lips That which you already know. A woman is taught not to desire But to concern herself With being desired, When to desire is clearly The greater in God’s eyes. Surely, you, too have tired Of looking at another and watching Only your own reflection? To be wanted is nothing. One need not even be sentient To be wanted. To want? This is the miracle. If you are here only To be seen you may as Well be a water lily Or a precious stone. Be the one who sees. © 2012 Molly Cara |
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Added on August 10, 2012 Last Updated on August 10, 2012 |