Without seeing the dust there on his book or pages not touched by his hand
My center has been caught underneath that which will never let go Of pearls that sigh and whisper in the crevices of my soul Although the darkest of creatures call out my name I am not unconsciously held on their horizons Nor will I ever breathe the same
Distraction returns as a sad mistake within a facade of goodness Staring at me with intentions of pacing the words I weave In hopes that I will abandon my art to dark lands Without seeing the dust there on his book Or pages not touched by his hand
I will continue to fight for these pearls and hold my own beliefs Stay centered without distraction of dark philosophies Although night may fall upon the day conceived I will not be held on anyone’s horizon Or of my pearls be relieved
an expression of your self identity Neva...one must always stay within their center and beliefs...to many are lead into those dark realities...so few can comprehend the strive to stay within the Light...just like those pearls of yours...such is your voice...
I am reminded of a line from "The Fountainhead"..."You're casting pearls without getting a pork chop in return." Anyone who would hold you or your gifts at horizon's length is quite possibly the world's biggest fool. Your words are much better suited for the light, in any case. You continue to spin amazing images, Neva.
Neva, another piece that I find solace through.....too many people suffer in silence it seems, the darkness is always there as well as the light! In my case, anyway!
This is beautifully portraying the resistance to all other sides....being the self and with conviction!
Amazing love!
xx
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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