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Transcendence


The path of Transcendence is dependent

Upon the lessons learned that mend it

Closed wounds never receive the healing they need

Stitched with the hardness of silences’ creed

 

Muted sorrows

Guarantees the same pain tomorrow

Stuck in a black hole

Longing for the love that arrogance stole

A soul wanders in and out of light

Bound by un-forgiveness, unable to take flight

 

But a question reveals the keys to the doors

Where the answers of life are stored

Storm of emotions blurs your vision

Will the calm come so I can complete my mission?

The path of Transcendence is never meant to be an easy path

Days of yearning, multiplied by years of discerning, you do the math

 

Lost hope is the greatest defeat

Within one's soul will consciousness retreat

Ignore the path that takes you home

Stuck in a fragment of time called "Alone"

Lock the gate and the bridge disappears

Being held prisoner by your own fears

What if I get hurt again?

What if I don't recognize the salve that can mend?

 

Holding tight to a wounded heart cements the hurt within

A hardened heart is the catalyst for sin

Laughter replaced by loathing

Bitterness prevails underneath your spiritual clothing

So now you become the one who wounds in order to shield your own insecurity

The path of Transcendence is no longer visible, clouded by immaturity

 

This is where your higher self sends out a beacon

For another to soul to cross the path you've been seeking

A touch, a smile, a warm hug tugs at your arms to give way

To reveal the wound you have sealed away

A new Word waters your fallow ground

Reluctantly you start to turn around

Walking slowing toward the gate

To unlock the chain of your altered state

Still leery of the light trying to penetrate within

You retreat to the safety of darkness with whom you've grown akin

 

But darkness can no longer hold you

The cyst of your wound has burst through

Stale blood finally exits the chamber

You take a vow to never be the same "her"

But that really won't work because Love is who you are

She is the essence of the seed of your Eternal Light Star

 

 

Yes, you will love again

To break the cycle

Of the meanness of heart that man harbors within

 

The path of Transcendence reappears

With new declarations

All in the name of Divine purpose and Preparation

The fractal will be healed

 ©2014, by Mozlyric

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