A warrior of light.
This is what I shall be.
Pouring out into my life a
light to set me free.
light needs a strong will
and daring mind with
acceptance.
I must know that I choose my desires, and
decisions; detatchment and my special touch
of madness. Observed, ignored, respected by few,
my light will shine brighter, white with some blue.
my life has meaning despite my questions and mistakes
my life has purpose because I believe in myself as a light
a true white light with just a touch of blue.
My love is not impossible, nor am I intimidated by silence, indifference,
and now rejection. I see through my icy mask and the mask of others.
I read the heart that beats, that fire of love. I am not without it.
My nature is love and effection. Solitude I make use of, and I will not be used.
I perservere my desires, and yet like a hawk I wait, patiently for the right
moment. For God will judge me by my fruits and I must not stand still. I know my path;
each stone, each grain of sand. I am apart of each tree and each blade of grass.
My personal legend guides me, and the tasks of life at hand are preserved for me
by God. I seek the signs. I know my path. Yet I do not know where I am going for life carries
me to the unknown. It is all a mystery where I am going.
Some nights I may not have no where to sleep. Some nights are sleepless. insomnia only a
wet dream, but not drounded because I make the choice to take the hand that guides me.
To keep the force lit inside me. It is always my choice. Forever my choice. Forever my path to my dreams
and a hard one at that. Relax, intellect, calmly i go to my sacred place to put on my faithful
cloak transforming the poison into crystalline water.
the end.
k1207
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