Behind the cloud dwells a spirit within it, blending with the crowd, not loud, but patient and proud.
From the beginning has secretly helped others shine bright, but too old to just exist in the night, and waste more power of precious light.
Rays of honesty captivate even the most cynical souls, like spacetime pulled, and trapped through black holes.
Hidden triumphs manifest, but are mounted behind walls, and so it's time to let others see inside, as something calls.
The self-actualizing power that is discovered last, is to resist the well intentioned lemmings, that program and rely on rituals, that have worked in the past.
If we abide to hold through scold, by others not so bold, it impedes our story from ever being able to unfold.
The art enthusiast can become the critically acclaimed, but only with courage to grab the brush; otherwise, we are forever tamed, in someone else's frame.
When demons are finally purged, realities are merged, and secrets are brought to light, that used to hold you to the verge. Through the looking glass, bringing childhood dreams passed, rotating the mirror to shine to other souls at last.
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Wonder & Wanderlust | Poetry of Roems
PoetryI didn't know the world I read everyday, had a back page, with links to other mediums, in this metaphorical manifestation of philosophical, poetical mischief. This is a collection of profound poetry experiences, exploring the internal, external, met...
