creation

Posts : 1 Join date : 2012-10-31

and now
the bubble bursts,
as the fruits of thought
bite the dust and ambiguity takes a stranglehold.

truths,
which appear
in their nature self-evident,
become a graveyard of abused quotations.

knowing
becomes bewilderment
and suspense becomes the order of the day.

fear
grips the soul,
desolation litters the sacraments
a terror of the unknown, unbehest - reigns.

never
is composure regained,
the landscape of sanity vanishes,
an anguished vista of broken hopes prevails.

the dream
is over, the source dries up,
bleakness becomes the order of the day.

amelioration then returns from negative construct,
colour returns, vibrancy becomes a
distinct prospect
again.

the doubt that manifests is seen for what it is,
nature never more apparent and clear,
dawning understanding
once again holds
sway.

broken dreams become a distant echo of thought,
a halo of transcendent beauty
manifests
itself.

reconstruction is underway and breath arises,
the wind escapes confines of
entrapment,
all is
well.

a distant memory of times long cherished
arises from the syrupy soup of
oblivion, whence the
soul breaks
free.

no matter is ever the same again, alas
but redemption is once
again a possibility,
freedom finally
arises from
the

depths of innermost conception and a
universal sigh of relief springs
tempest-like from
the heavens.

Posts : 364 Join date : 2009-11-10

Thank you, siafu. There are no words to describe your incredibly lovely creation. It gives me chills.

Posts : 364 Join date : 2009-11-10

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