When
love for life is a flight from reality,
then
promote honesty and natural behaviour.
With
the illusion of a happy make-believe world,
and
a blooming wood to replace conflicts,
the
mask of the carefree covered the boy’s eyes,
the
arbour of clematis flourished, as a miscast actor.
His
deep fear of tin artificiality
and
hidden inner discord
kept
him in essence seeking glycerine cedar soap
and
chocolate-covered almonds in a gift box.
With
both a pronounced sensitivity
and
a strong need to be happy—
in
the most natural way possible,
the
boy defused problems by accepting
them
as part of life and making the best of them.
Critical
situations float harmlessly past him now,
while
each song he sings bolsters the spirits of others,
nonchalant
in the face of the repression.
Emily Isaacson
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