Shadows of old demons that had haunted my soul
This myriad of voices have lost their control
The mask of illusion has been torn away
As spiritual visions now enlighten the play
Carried towards heaven on the breath of the wind
God's innocent wisdom has released me of sin
Burning embers upon life's own pure desire
Destroyed all the madness in God's cleansing fire
Awestruck and humbled and on bended knee
I prostrate before the Goddess residing in me
Soaring beyond thought, my mind is released
Realms of the Witness, death of the beast
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem adout "the life of a..." something, anything, person, place, or thing. Be creative! Any style of poem. |
Author Notes
We all have an inner being that is at times in turmoil. This is the conflict that ends all inner battles!
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