A speck of dust in God’s creation,
a universe inside the speckle
with higher goals and destination,
a piece of mirror that was shattered,
my soul muddied and battered,
what can I in this world reflect
with all my human hopes wrecked?
The world abundantly supplies
derision, cruelty and lies;
indifferent, it’s set to hurt.
Yet, through this dirt my cry is heard,
my cry for purity and light,
my longing for the Spirit’s flight.
I’m taking part in the Creation
with all my senses’ celebration
and, this perfecting,
I’m reflecting
the world from Heavens disconnected
and seek the higher state,
defying human fate.
31 October 2011
Mirror
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If it helps... Why not? I think, in 2011 you created for yourself an EMOTIONAL FIRST AID. You were lucky to reach the higher state... Congratulations.
I do understand you! My sympathy,
Ксения Желева 03.03.2016 23:03 • Заявить о нарушении
I do understand you! My sympathy,
Ксения Желева 03.03.2016 23:03 • Заявить о нарушении
Well, you hit on the nail! Very perceptive of you. Indeed, my life was a time of trials, in 2011 I was going still through lots of courts fighting for the children's custody.
Альбина Кумирова 03.03.2016 23:36 Заявить о нарушении
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