With the garden before her a young woman
stood
In parallel to her equal truthfully expressing
Her new-found
independence
From a duality of blind compliance
An unwarranted
supremacy of a singularity
She did this In the light of her
awareness
Exposing her soul while offering herself
In her spirit of
illumination
An attraction of equals
Was the sight within her vision
A thought of truth denied by none
Why should
she believe other
When this knowledge
Although, it was there for all to
pay witness to
Was not meant to be so
In the forefront, of her experience
What she
saw as her life
Another would soon see
As the death of her
existence
What she saw as her immortality
Within her truth another was about to see it
As
her immaturity surrounded by her actuality
As she walked forward towards the
lake
Of inner reflection
And gazed into the forest of enlightenment
She did so side by side
Hand and hand with her
life
With her equal in which would soon
Become her passing
She was
striding towards her consciousness
Unfiltered and for the moment
Unaware that she
was intentionally led astray
She was being given the wrong
impression
About her self-determination
Of equality
Not just by the one which held her hand
Stood by her side in the being of their journey
But also by the one
That
joined them together
As one, being two
Her choice not yet made
From deep within her
intuition
Would soon be her future
Not yet perceived
As her past
She started to notice that the lake
The forest
and even the garden
Where not as bright as with first sight
For now the
forest seem to shade its self
In an approaching darkness
Casting its shadow upon her
The lake appeared
to become
Aggressive in its nature
The waves of confusion
Where
slashing upon the shores of doubt
As for the gardens growth
It was slowing coming
to a halt
Flourishing with the ending sequence
Of autumn thrust upon
it
For now, her equal had dropped her hand
And no longer was standing by her side
Instead,
he walked ahead of her
Towards the sentinel of change
Openly as if, they
knew
Of its existence before her
Then the words of her equal
Soon become iron
rods of her acceptance
Without choice responsibility converted its
self
Into a duty split and assigned without request
Demand became the
nature of her equal might was its enforcer
She spoke softly with an open heart of
mind
Clarity of spirit
Yet her words became echoes
Falling silently
in the end
Her equal gave no consideration
As to those inner strengths within her
thoughts
The outward motivations
In her actions and the privileges behind
her choices
She saw no future in this vision
Needed no scenery of its
past
She had no alternative
For she found
consciousness
In those moments of inner reflection
Preferred to fellow
its enlightenment
In her judgment of belief
She knew that she could not leave behind
That
which was not meant to be left
As she walked away from this pending
garden
With no regrets
Her original hopes still induced in her being
She soon would be facing a new garden of
opportunities
It’s awaiting horizons
The gardens are many
While
wondering upon this inner journey
In the search of her truth in equality
She knows in her spirit of soul
There will be
one in the distance
With its higher mountains to declare
This was now her
aspiration
Unwontedly she turned back to notice
Her equal binding the enclosure perceived to
deceive
With sadness in her eyes but not her heart
She was relieved to
walk away feeling pain not for herself
But rather for the next sightseers to
this garden of lost paradise
Where equality is not yet distinguished
She contemplated for a moment
As she looked
forward once again
Leaving her footsteps as her memories
Why could her
equal not see what she saw
Truth in her equality
Or the woman she was in her independence
This
stood before him openly
Freely and sincerely
Even more so
How could he
see not
What she was not
Nor could ever be
So
openly
Blindly
While holding with his false sight
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