As I witness the bliss of the rising sun I sit cross-legged... - TopicsExpress



          

As I witness the bliss of the rising sun I sit cross-legged... faded, contemplating the state of the planet, and how I seem to understand it: Love, loss, and life n death; in and out you fight for breath I realized, but just a second ago, or so in the absence of the temperature, the lack of light expenditure the time that I have spent with the... darkness, the night, the fright the heartless... the strife, the lonesome parts, its an art dancing with the devil, wishing for the sun to rise until you realize, that pain, too, yields a prize. The demons teach us rhythm, and the night sharpens sight and the fears fangs fall out: all bark, no bite. Through the tears and desolation, Ive made it here, sitting, singing with the birds, Ive changed, its clear. Its strange, I figured with the absence of the sun Id suffer, but in the dark, what a man I have become Rising up!
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 01:07:49 +0000

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