Black Poetry : Wellspring

Blkthunder

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With the thunder gods
I enter the dark
And listen to my heart
It coun-souls me I listen
It washes me I glisten
Reaching into the wells depths
The echoes of the mind is what’s left
In an attempt to lift the sacred fluid
I go within like an ancient druid
Trapped by beast below
Says, “You must answer a question to be let go"
“ Where is home? “, he begins to asks of me
‘Not here’ is my thought, but I answer politely
“Home is where the heart is” I respond
“Go” he says ”and greet the coming dawn
 

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