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10-04-2011, 02:14 PM
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The quest
In the wake of birth
where spirit loses itself
in the soiled Earth.
A quest begins without womb,
without function, without past.
A shell of vain hope
co-exists with mortality.
Beauty structures itself
in the within universe
that naked eye soon cocoons.
Childhood dances
with a soaked up sponge,
placing you at home
where dictatorship starts
in the unholy basement.
Teenage resistance
to the transparent callings
of solitude.
The expansion of soul
that sets the illusions free.
Set in stone motions,
cut loose from the paternal
inverse politics.
Rebellion ties itself
to layers of conformity.
The young adult flee's
from a warm, yet sordid past,
to new open doors.
A fresh face moulds with smiles
that pave your way to glory.
The material
is your Jesus on the cross.
A heavenly realm
of chasing non-existant
rainbows in a dark sky.
A scream of time
that's past the whisper stage,
follows your dreaming body
to the edge of the ocean's depth,
amongst agnostic's drowning.
In your swallowed old age
where illness glances to and fro
and shelters the past,
allowing you freedom
to roam within the bittersweet.
And so sweet is the light
that returns to you the true self
that was never absent.
In your fearful/fearless death,
a return to womb.
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11-04-2011, 04:34 PM
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Stunning. Impeccable rhythm and styling. Phrases threaded through, just so, for ultimate emphasis. I can tell a great deal of thought and thoughtfulness went into this, though it is remarkably free from ego and is made to seem effortless which lends to flawless reading which, in turn, all shows you take the readers' point-of-view seriously.
This is really a great piece of writing. Thank you for sharing.
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13-04-2011, 10:16 PM
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Thanks Munchen, that means a lot :)
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