The Full Circle
Unites
Through eternity
Leaving one limb exposed to the sun
Burned by it’s rays of reason
Dried by it’s words of wisdom.
There is no passion that can
Cure the thoughts of disdain
Felt and endured
Til my glance is no longer lifted
In curious envy
By the visible
Life of others.
I feel rhythm,
I feel peace,
I feel voice
Of experience
Roll it’s power over my senses
And seduce me again
With belief.
Of me.
Of my peace.
Of my solitude.
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