Darkness reflects my Seeking Gaze
as I Stare Out Beyond this Staging,
And See the Shimmering, Dancing Lights
Of A Thousand Souls Parading.
Apathy Enfolds me as I Sleep,
The dark and friendless hours of Night,
Beyond the Touch of a single Human Hand
to Comfort me in my Plight.
Ennui Steals my Impetus,
Careworn and Desensitized I stare,
In the Echo of Insidious Thought,
Where All Purpose seems Stripped Bare.
Yet, Beyond where man has ever stood,
One Answer Exceeds the strife,
An Answer Accepted Keenly by my Heart,
Transforming the Tedium of Life.
Imposing no Proviso,
No Alteration Justified,
Just as Perfection formed Me
Loving All that was and is inside.
~Morgan~
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