The Enlightenment Poem by Shannon Wade

The Enlightenment



There upon the milk white walls hangs a picture composition vibrant yet discrete
The viewer stared deep into her ebony eyes
On one portion of the murrow showed nights a terror, unhealed wounds, broken promises
Reflections of persistence, loyalty, strength and acceptance
Many onlookers past by the painting unaware of the traces of the artists strong message Hidden within his craft
The painting brought about an audience whom appeared inquisitive and intrigued by the mysterious disposition seeping throughout the canvas
Indeed it was the most beautiful story untold
Many chapters appeared written
Some currently in progress
Despite the hidden wounds
The chains were eventually greeted by the hands of freedom
Creating a great erosion of determination
Crowned by the essence of truth
Grounded in the beauty of dignity
I gazed on at this master piece
Realizing the beauty present within me

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