Hmm..I think, therefore, I write

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If at last my mind contrives
The secret answers this life hides
Then deep inside my fragile mind
Is where my broken heart resides
And with the challenge of this night
I come to find the brightest light
Guiding me from darkest skies
Back into life's true paradise
And with the simple things in life
I find strength to be sanctified

Author's Notes/Comments: 

No idea where this came from. It just forced itself to be written.

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Morningglory's picture

Stay strong...

may the force continue to be with you, RoC! 


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RoC's picture

Strong with me

The force is. Continue to write poetry, I will. ;)


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Sassylass's picture

Healing

In the sanctity. Nice write

koko


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....

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RoC's picture

Is that what that was

The uncontrollable urge to scribe rhyme. Healing effect. I like it.


"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr