Epiphany of Collateral Beauty...
Of morning born, a splendid dawn,
Heavy plods of rains, on thirsty earth,
My soul opens anew, each day a birth,
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Time and Dust...
Many sunrise, innumerable sunsets,
Many castles, countless crowns,
Many paths, mighty ships,
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The Crossover..
Red dawn it was,
An eerie silence muffled the world,
Fruits in the wild asked timidly,
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When..
When you feel the wind in your face,
When you touch the rain drops,
When you smell the acorns and wildflowers,
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Uneasy Silence..
From spring to autumn,
From blossom to fall,
Dark swarms of locusts,
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Crisis of Conscience...
I have to confess Father and,
Atone for my sins,
Or to purgatory do I go,
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From a Distance...
Death was a thought yesterday,
Birth is a future present,
When Angels laid me in laps of love,
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Madman am I...
Madman am I,
How I became mad, you ask me,
They robbed me of things above gold or nuggets,
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Epiphany Of Collateral Beauty
Epiphany of Collateral Beauty...
Of morning born, a splendid dawn,
Heavy plods of rains, on thirsty earth,
My soul opens anew, each day a birth,
An awakening, an epiphany we see not.
Walking with closed eyes,
Listening to the chirping of birds,
I strip off the layers off my mind,
Fear, apprehension, anger, hurt,
All that burns me more than others,
The epiphany glows within me.
No black or white for me,
But colours so vibrant,
As the wildflowers wear without pretention,
So shall my naked self, paint itself,
With brushes of new bliss, new life,
An incorrigible hope, of the spirit of life,
The epiphany engulfs me in waves.
An orgasmic delight of inhalation,
The hope of future in exhalation,
The changing seasons, the wisdom drenching on me,
I live again, uninhibited, free,
Reconciled to fate,
I am the past, present and future,
What fear shall I nurture of things lurking,
I smile and look up, with out streched arms,
And soaking the newness,
Connecting the dots of the cosmos,
The high tides, the rushing wind,
The song of the lark, the blushing petunia,
To a new sunrise and a grateful dusk,
Epitome of faith renewsin me,
I shed my old skin for the new one,
A rapturous awakening,
An epiphany of collateral beauty.