Be the light..

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He stood there
Head down
Feeling small
Counting his uphill climb
Imagining how painful
His journey is going to be.

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Lost and Found

I am in search of something unknown,
Just beyond my grasp of comprehension.
I stand at the temple doors of Self,
Sealed shut by monks of Sophistry
To conceal their esoteric knowledge and rites,
Of which I desperately long to understand.

Who Am I

Who am I
To set my borders
When I know not
how far I could reach

Who am I
To choose my path
When I know not
where lies the end

Where Am I?

as the Sun dipped into sea
shores golden under the moon
were the waters made to glisten
or the night made to glow intense

Between Me and Myself

Smoke of fear
A layer between me and myself
Fire of dualism burning high

To Be or Not to See

On questions of life woolly, my dear
Dead we be, by our lives unquestioned

Better be…

Poetry chalenge: Free Verse

Better be a fool, happy
Than live with fear
Of appearing ridiculous