The Intensity of Diving Within
O’ It burns me deep
this acid rain, yet my open arms welcome it with despair
It whispers to me
“Fear not, my young friend
for these clouds above,
they will protect you,
& the dew that falls will
wash away your doubts”
shaking with wonder I cried out;;;;;
“How sporadic these storms,
the ones that force grays to blend with blues
I shall not fear, for you are always near,
but will there ever come a day
when the warmth of my soul may
shine, no longer held at bay?”
The thick silence was the answer becoming known
I did what was right
Fell to my knees
Pressed forehead to soil
and admitted
intimately,
to myself,
“Oh my
the intensity
of
Diving
Within”
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