Slowly finding strength in just having the
words formulate in my mouth and mind
I give repentance in my knowledge
For my knowledge and ability to speak
makes me yet is the soul of my sinning.
The phoenix's liquid solitude is
raining down upon me
Black raindrops gleam with the light of
quicksilver and mercury
My sense of smell is magnified by this
overpowering aura of serenity
and slowly the sun rises out of its clamshell
Begging for forgiveness
Because it left me alone to feed my vulnerability.
I cannot let the neutrality corrupt me.
I cannot give up the fight for my peace.
I cannot continue to live by man's creations
But instead find my own elation
In natural beauty.

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let the mental mind flow ....
feelin ya

Play, you have penned a vivid and wonderful piece. Flow on!