Another
Mystery Solved
“It’s
a betrayal of their soul,” I said,
on
our leisurely Sunday drive in beautiful
Georgian
Bay; but the love of my life
did
not understand my spontaneous
comment,
and I had to explain how my
muse
finally worked out my inexplicable
antipathy
for certain people: “They’ve
betrayed
their own soul,” I repeated;
“that’s
why they bother me. They weren’t
born
that way, sweetheart; they just
couldn’t
resist the urge to be what they
were,
and they betrayed their soul to be
what
they’re not. Another mystery solved,”
I
said, putting the vexing subject to rest
once
and for all.
Composed
in Tiny Beaches,
Georgian Bay,
Southcentral, Ontario
Wednesday, May 7,
2025
