And he wanted light
From within his darkness
But the flame wouldn’t
Reach the burnt wick
For it had already
Burned already given that
Which it had to
Give and now older
Sat as something else
Besides what it was
Meant to be until
Imagination trust and ingenuity
Fashioned a longer flame
Bringing both the candle
And the man back
To their own magic
Category: Creativity
Darkness
There is a point
When in extreme darkness
That one becomes used
To not being able
Not being able to
See not being able
To move not being
Able to anything really
This is when we
Agree that almost anything
That catches our attention
Becomes the thing rescuing
And yet it’s not
Its always been there
You never needed it
Before now so why
Assign anything more to
It than what it
Is your way out
Sometimes we are that
And sometimes we just
Need that don’t be
Fooled by something or
Someone that approaches you
From inside yours or
Even their own darkness
WalkAway
I have found that
Sometimes in life it’s
Better but not easier
To walk away from
Then stay and settle
No matter how badly
We desire something for
Desire and deserve are
Two distinct separate things
Desire is what we
Want while deserve is
What we definitely need
Do not be fooled
For with seduction comes
Promise but with certainty
Comes gain of confidence
Wisdom
Holy cow I understand
Sometimes in life after
Many lives our Higher
Self descends to occupy
A human body this
Occurs on the second
To last lifetime of
A human host known
As spiritual transformation and
Is the last step
To eventual enlightenment and
I’d like to introduce
You all to me
My Higher Self Wisdom
PeaceVsHappiness
What is this peace
That people talk about
Peace is not happiness
I think that peace
Is the absence of
Happiness because happiness is
Just yet another thing
Pursued chased like a
Ball or a tail
Dreamed of hoped for
Like that first snow
And that first step
And of I suppose
All those other firsts
But firsts lead to
Thirsts for many more
And then happiness becomes
Something out there waiting
Whereas peace well peace
Is right here empty
Of even the slightest
Hope of something better
