An esoteric equinox within an exoteric paradox.
On the one hand this could be perceived as metaphysically ethereal poetry but there is some real substance and depth here. Talks of universal love, having an open heart chakra and being authentic to inner ourselves firstly and foremost, and then manifesting this in our outer world.
Yet also speaks of dealing with those challenging people we all encounter occasionally, how we cannot own land, what hate says about the perpetrator of such emotions, finding our rich vein of inner courage and the poet offers his take on the mystery of lawns