As Venus casts a shadow
on her Path, Athena ponders
how we Love our “enemies”,
attached to them as catalysts
for growth. She thinks about
The Tao, where Lao Tzu says,
“What is a good man,
but a bad man’s teacher?
What is a bad man,
but a good man’s job?”
Athena’s Diary
8/12/21
Today
is my old
friend’s birthday.
My best and worst
friend. A Coyote,
and a Truth Teller.
A Dynamic Self.
He leads his Way
towards something
that is his alone.
He wants to share it, but
he doesn’t. He pushes
and pulls the tides,
because it’s what he knows.
He believes he is uncomplicated.
There could be no woman
perfect enough for him.
I have stopped trying
to make mySelf in his
image, but I do observe
the Way he moves,
and contradicts himself;
just as human as I am,
and everybody else.
I sit before a penny;
copper forged in the same
year I last saw him.
I love him more deeply
Now, than I did then,
or perhaps I just understand
mySelf better. I know
him more, yet less.
He has never pretended
to give me anything he did
not have. All I had
to do was ask questions,
I dared not
ask, of my best,
and worst,
friend.