• Insight


    A bight light at the end of a dark tunnel,
    The dark- my comfort, my safe haven, my peace.
    The light, at best...unnerving,
    Yet at the same time intriguing...capturing my gaze,
    Like a cryptic notion overpowering all senses,
    Enthralled thought now in gridlock,
    Greed consumes a thirst for knowledge,
    The brilliant illumination...palpable and more enticing then before,
    The light envelopes my existence,
    A new found reality with evanescent curiosity,
    Timid vulnerability new and exciting,
    Enlightenment transubstantiation of consciousness. 

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    Teardrops commented on Transformation


    come into the light my friend we dont bite . Love your work you are truly talented thanks for the read Marie

    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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