The light that cut through the blinds
Throwing shadows across my naked body
Split in two
Shades of black and white
I reach out and try to complete this self
So cut in two
Merging into the dark
Only to surface again
And feel the radiance that emanates
From our Source
And to succumb once more
To the oblivion of me
The path that we goin to take will not be as smooth as we thought but it would menacing our ways all through.Whether we 're in one piece or many depend on the outlook of the circumstances.Deep writes kristeta.Good job.
we are all split in two really, we all have another personality, another shade of existence that usually reveals itself in time, whether the mind is aware of it or note, expressed very nicely in your words great piece :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Struggle with all its stress and strain seeks the light, the darkness is deep and dense yet there seem to be a crack of lumination.Sensual in a spiritual sense.