Let individuation be your goal,
The reason why you’ve laboured hard and long;
That state in which potentially one’s whole:
The writer and the singer and the song.
But first your shadow you must integrate,
Which, if I’m right, is generous and good:
Have you seen your mother standing there of late?
Would you like to be more like her if you could?
By doing this, you’ll help us to withdraw
Our own projections and, instead of black,
To see in you a rainbow and, what’s more,
To face the darkness we ourselves don’t lack.
I’m pleased to greet you; hope you’ll pay the price,
And consummate this vision of paradise.
Sympathy for Sir MicK
by Michael Peach




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