Novus Insolitus DiligoA Poem by Vicarious Fieldogthe genre.. the most fitting i guess...
Unfamilar as a second sun,
Yet burning with the same passion Misconcieved blossoming tenderly Delicate as a young flower, With all but no power So suddenly with such intensity All-consuming, But mindless like a child Blazing like the fires of eternal life As deep as sapphire oceans is it a feeling to keep.. to hold.. To strive for? In all of creation There is no greater revelation But also no darker gift.. But all have the power to rise the power to lift Wings spread far, Kick from the ground and soar Strings of the heart singing Weight of logic ringing Tying down oppressing, Frightening as a might roar Break the shackles Follow the heart and the soul and the mind Fly higher and be free Glide with the eagles, sing rejoice with the songbirds The beat of a ten thousands Slaying glimmers of doubt As angels ascend to the clowds So too raises the hope of salvation From a cold dark world... Trapped in a strange limbo between living and dead.. unsure of the way to go.. Now the words have been read The truth free to fly To be caught or to die © 2011 Vicarious Fieldog
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