DUALITY
She patrols the boundaries,
looking for the invader.
They have come before.
They will come again.
She is blind with
fear,
ignorance,
and past memories.
What is not recognizable,
is the enemy.
She does not stop
to
ask.
She attacks
ruthlessly,
with
efficiency.
One by one,
they are
eliminated.
She
does
not
see…
that
they
are
one
of
her
own.
She
is
fighting
herself…
and
the body
destroys
itself…
NON-DUALITY
Welcoming
Acceptance
…
Lavina,
I really enjoy your thought-full poetry and the poetry of others that you’ve shared here. Thank you for brightening this forum with these lovely posts!
Much love,
Nichole
if you are always on the defensive you may never see the helpers and destroy them in an effort to protect yourself. and since you destroy the helpers you end up harming yourself. Just a thought, I like the writing style
Especially because we usually are blind to recognize the real helpers. 
very lovely poem…