in meaningful pursuit of soul.
________________________
if you chose to write
on your souls behalf..
would there be novels,
or emptiness?
(or a novel comprised of
emptiness.)
i only ask dear brethren..
because i am empty..but
seek to know the soul..in
all of it's profound entirety..
to swim the madness of the
deep, and come up for air
screaming in exultation as
the light of Ages shines upon
my newborn face..
knowing what others (in
moments of revelation)
know when first they feel
the hands of Grace wipe
away their tears.
_
we are all wanderers of
varying degrees..(as more
noteworthy men of letters
than myself have pointed
out.)
some wander with purpose,
driven by desires to serve
and perpetuate the ideal of
some greater good..
while others are escapists..
trying to get away from the
burdens they fear to face.
(which might have been
blessings had they only
faced them.)
_
today i stand somewhere
oddly between living and
the absence..struggling to
rid the madness in myself
in exchange for something
more pure, and lasting,
which would successfully
explain the nature of the
world i've always existed
in.
(merely as a shadow.)
And it is with You (dear
brethren) that I chose to
wander...
in meaningful pursuit.
(of soul.)
j.stephen.h.
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