As
long as
we persist
to take heed
of inertial guidance
a gift of kindred spirits
who for reasons undisclosed
were so inclined...
to drop visions and insights
from the undercurrents
which exist, deeper
within our memories
where once and forever
we were all
fed from
a common stream
of heart and mind,
where the wild seed of our youth
became purified
in truth
because, we realized
we need one another
to provide
what we cannot
alone...
although
the prevalent
currents
of untamed inclination
are no more new
than the surface noise
of ill will carriers
embued somehow,
with the desire
to steal the hearts
of those who remain
despite the odds, confusion,
and for a time, it seems
must walk alone,
perhaps
to learn to
dispell
the dark veil
of
disillusion...
and there will be
hell to pay
for those
who cannot break free
as it must be,
for the tide to turn
in the spirit war
which has
come to be
a persistant cry
since the dawning
momentum of creation
swept over our spirits
and if mankind
was elevated
to a place
where
it seems,
eternity stood still
while
our wildest dreams
were somehow granted
from a place
within our souls
where reality
can bend...
to our dreams
and will
but
...although, the errors
we have made
have provided us
a crash course
in what not to do
we must
love to learn
those lessons
time...
and time again,
as we do
exactly
as we have done
before
we knew
what difference
we could make
possible
if we
did the things
we do
with
different principles
in play...
Somewere...
In the prayers
and dreams
of our starlight hopes
our imaginings flourish
reflected in the eyes
of those we love and recognize
but, then again...
can we
see the light
enough,
to create
of a single spark
within our hearts
to light the kindling
of the day
to signal to the world,
we know
to stand out
from the darkness
even while we stand amidst
an unruly crowd
...even if, we
must be alone
the single voice
to speak out against the madness
armed, only...
with what tools we may have
yet to master
...to wield our spirit will,
in one last effort to avert
a greater disaster than this world
has ever known
And with positive perspective,
we may be enabled, as we believe
...to find assurance
...that we are not alone
seeking to find the seeds
for miracles to awaken
a potential to deliver
that which exists,
reading between
the lines,
despite
what
twists
and turns
before us
may materialize,
even with the presence
of manevolent spirits
which may dance forth
from the tombs
of our misguided lives
and those who expouse
a partial truth...
lost within
abject reasoning
within their minds,
baited in distractions,
tempting to sway
our hearts core
of spirit will
from its
true course...
a seed of happiness
as adversity unwinds like a serpent
leading our eyes to stray from the path of promise
and we beg to stay...
trying
one last time
...to get it right.
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