The strongest of
our inner battles
are fought in the midst
of obsessing with ourselves,
other people, or other things.
As our inner state
threatens to confront us,
that which is of beauty
becomes more so.
Yet in time,
as shadows yield to light,
and hopefully with not to much
of the world laid waste -
thrusting aside fresh embarrassment -
a final night passage shall reveal
a long coming new day.
No more shall avoidance
wield its mighty sword.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
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