Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Sunday, 14 October 2012

In A Zephyr

You made your own bed,
You decided your own fate,
With every word you spoke
And every action you lived,
The walls of your house-
You built.

No more lies of bondage,
Or disorienting turmoil;
born through heavy guilt
And a numbing of sense,
No more covers of deceit-
From you.

You are an anchor lifted
In a zephyr wild and free-
With kaleidoscopes of faith,
Go find every new horizon,
And build a vision to change-
Life, forever.


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