A Smile - Poem by James Vaughn
Adorned in a majestic crown thou dost malinger not on the simplest desires, but upon maladies of the soul.
The apparitions of perfection wrap their tendrils around the calmness of this pursuit, regaling the moment in splendor.
That sought, is merely an illusion of purpose, drawing thou closer to the cold granite walls of mediocrity.
Stretch for dreams, look knowingly past the dim light filtering through existence while making way into the blossoming day.
Yearn for small pinnacles to climb, make plain these ravages of need by searching beyond where they lay confined.
Dost thou need rhetoric or sweetly coated verses to make obvious the proclamations of joy surrounding the moment?
Thine will, great and aspiring, may be obliged to conceive notions that play devils advocate to things sought.
Scale the ramparts of beliefs, ascending to the more distant planes obscured by thoughts of false tranquilities.
Smile knowing that thou have wandered through humanity leaving joy and fulfillment in thine wake.
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