Maybe not this time ... Perhaps in the next lifetime .. When sought after happiness from affection is placed within grasp in my next reincarnation ...
Maybe next time, to my favor, the stars will finally align ... I hope to be open and aware so I won't miss the clear signs ...
Maybe next time, I won't anymore experience Goldilocks' quandary, that feels like Tantalus' story of mockery ... Too hot ... too cold... too soft ... too hard , like a game of chance with a handful of bad cards ... Can smell and feel it, almost within my grasp... Only for it to, in the end, sorrowfully unclasp ....
Maybe when I'm least aware , not so much anymore thinking or looking ... For all we know, when Life is simply allowed to flow like a precious cask of good Merlot ... that's probably when the rainbow finally starts appearing ... that's perhaps when the dreary heart, once again, begins glowing ...
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