Rebirth Of The Poet Poem by DM W

Rebirth Of The Poet



I am like a saint tonight,
As I resist habitual animal urges.
I'm as pure as the white dove,
As I leave the dark ravens to their prey
I am a link between the stars,
As I deny stale, earth bound rituals.
I'm the solitary candle flame,
Amidst shivering cathedrals of darkness.

Saturday, February 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: transformation
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