Champaben Mistry

The light once more
I ignite.
The, me, my character,
I have found.
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When being nice to myself,
I stick around.
When hurting and feeling,
I sometimes retreat.
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Rising beyond hope.
I am afloat once again,
Dreaming of the life that is within reach.
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I am no less a little world than you.
I too have feelings.

There are times when I hear,
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I sit here,
Waiting,
My thirst desires to be quenched.
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Through the lavender scent,
The biscuit crumbs,
Roses, bloom at noon.
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The quiet Buddha,
Finds a silent space,
The mystery was the harshness of a sudden storm that has died.
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Your laughter says it best.
The furrowed brow no more,
The air fills.
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My dance finds me here,
My feet, are this beauty that floats on air.
I sway to the music.
My feet find a way to me.
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Resting in this place,
I explore the landscape of me.
I see a well cut lawn,
I see creativity in bloom.
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I see my love for you,
I sit here and wonder what will be.
What lies I say to you.
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Deception point was and is,
Where I found this black candle,
And a spell I put upon you.
Where I like a child in the dark of the night,
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The vastness of me is beyond anything I know.
Where when set upon,
I find a lot of place still to be.
Where the nectar is my simplicity of being.
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To true the mountain of my truth
To fearsome a truth, this I am.
Struggle through,
I know your boat fills with such rain.
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The life that is mine,
Is mine to share,
This blessed storm,
My friend.
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The rose blooms,
Not too soon,
It is the red the colour like the rouge I wear for you.
And my eyes glisten to the tune in my heart,
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The rain subsides,
There is flurry of snow.
The joyful beginning of a story,
My life blessings remain untold.
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Beyond the portal of pain,
I find a glimmer of light.
Where there is a green beauty,
This is a dreamy sparkle.
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From whence this pain came,
This I know not.
In the joyful moment,
My sadness finds me, where my friend was, and is no more.
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A mist of confusion lifts,
The glimmer, of gentleness comes into moment.
As the dark nights draw in,
We draw hearthside,
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