Treasure Island

Adryan Rotica


A Lesson From My Soul's Soul~


This is
the direct
feeling
with being
in the state
of illusion....

Songs
and
poems
are written
trying to
describe
the
indescribable....

therefore,
we are all
suspended
in a force
which has
no words....

Plant
a seed
and you
will know
what lies
beyond
the
ordinary....

I give you
the gift
of seeing
for the first
time....

Twelve Apostles
sat
next to
a man....

They ate
and
broke bread
together....

These men
are said
to have been
devotees....

What
were they
following?

''Follow me
and I will
show you''....

but, what
we see
is not
interpreted
the same way
twice....
nor through
12 sets
of eyes....

So,
the only teacher
is
the one
who sits
on top
of your
head.....

You see,
no one
follows
the same
path....

Sorrow
follows
desperation
and
defeat...

To surrender,
is
to pass thru
the blood
and the
pain....

There is
only one
individual
who is
standing
with you....

Walk
in the dark,
in the light,
trudge
the path
alone....

Peace....
go find
your peace
and share
that
indescribable
envy
with others....
but
do not
try to
sway them
by boasting
triumph....

Just be...
and
the example
is set.

Copyright ©1995

Submitted: Friday, September 05, 2008
Edited: Thursday, September 18, 2008

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