It is time to let go of childish things. Shed the weight that shackles me Abandon silk and finery I’m going on a journey To Purify this sullied vessel And none can follow me what awaits me elsewhere That I cannot say I wish to reignite the spark So our beacon burns bright! For the … More Shedding.
It’s a poem. It’s not from anywhere, or copied from anything. It just came to me. I hope you like it? Anyway, See ya. I did not know how far I had fallen until I saw the light Dare I make the climb? My wearied limbs cannot scrabble on for Disipline sends shudders … More Rising- Poem.