RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Knowledge Makes Itself Known
Bright sunlight shining into my mind, illuminating it for a
moment in time.
Clearing up doubts and worries, placing them in a jar upon
a shelf of forgotten memories.
Finding the sorrow hidden in a corner of my mind, crouching,
afraid to come out.
Reaching out, touching it carefully, recollection flows out
abundantly in the form of tears, salted with bitterness and
Opening up the floodgates of my heart, they come forth,
cleansing themselves in the light of knowledge, no longer
able to hide in the corner labyrinths of my deepest mind.
Tearing into this heart, rending it's delicately, thin
cover, the pain of a lifetime claws it's way through my
my mind and heart, leaving me stranded in misery.
Like the waves of an ocean, mercilessly trying to knock me
down, as I try to stand on my own, while being thrown to
Bright sunlight shining into my mind, illuminating it for
a moment in time.
Sparing nothing, all things are under the scepter of light,
knowledge brings out everything good or bad to be seen and
dealt with on it's logical intellectual level.
Passing ever so lightly, tiptoeing across memories,
vibrating them like the strings of a harp, knowledge makes
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