Some star studded occasion Oh, a paltry equation & I stuck myself there like a berry First my idiot's gauge, then Soul wouldn't be caged So it left for a time without bearing Body went weak, Couldn't move, couldn't speak Hardly could think empty casing Evenings of grieving Unseen growth through bereaving As for days don't know how I went through them Searing pain without title, oh Some silent recital; Shadows of battles long shielded? Layed down bricks I could step on Turned to sand if I held them Lit those candles whose presence I suffered Floating listless but breathing Saved by Grace & Tzadikim Wringing past apathy & distraction Truthful breath in causation Open to the gyration Looking up & my heart looking inward Give no energy to lies; Cross my heart, no one dies And a new Spirit view to rely on On my own journey's tree Oh she wasn't not me Yet I shine now, my Light's true reflection.
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