Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Guiding Aura of a Healing Paradox

Silently sifting away
Floating amongst the sky’s endearing paradox
That saves me, That takes me
Above the grey cloud’s senseless sense
Over to the furthest reaches of my mind

Imagination, Oh sweet imagination
Becoming one with my heart
Striving to end this pain
Sending it to a void left uncertain
So when I falter back
It will always inspire me to rise again

Many flaws. So many flaws I have
Torrential to this weary cause
Morphing into preserved perseverance
Reaching out, Feeling something relevant
As reality grabs this very presence

Flying high, Only to fall down
Defragmented into vapors
Descending through the clouds
Only to fall onto a valley of hope
Made up of evergreen dreams
That grow tall in the field of self learning
Where harmony composes radiant rhapsodies
Ringing out octaves
That revives this once hopeless soul, Me

Ah, The shadow has been lifted
Dark clouds taper away
Tears dry off, Fighting on
To the wonders of love
Where I accept myself
As an apprentice to prosperity
Steering this positive machine the best I can
Towards the higher grounds
Of an enduring direction I must create with haste

And now here I am
Vowing to build myself a home
Within the residence of my own wellbeing
As I roam free, Vowing to no longer be alone

I found myself
Now I am off to find you


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
1/29/11

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