For Unseeking Seeker's 'I am' Poetry Contest..
"and I don't want the world to see me... as I dont think they would understand,
when everythings made to be broken... I just want you to know who I am..."
Iris - Goo Goo Dolls
In uncontrollable destinies, fate is visible, signposted with faith. In limitations of the intangible unforeseen, tribulations from tangible organisms, leave a heart yearning to release the force from kundalini kismet. What am I, but a speck of dust, spinning from nothingness, composed in a complex analogy, but more than just a meaningless metaphor. Pursuing conscience consciousness, a misunderstood muse in a poetic garden, sowing seeds for a wallflower soul to bloom as an orchid in Eden's orchards - to feel mercy from heavenly raindrops. A once, dysfunctional mind, scribbled as an unmetered sonnet, but with an eagle spirit healing from wounded wings, caged within a circle of sins, polishing the heart to coexist. Firmly planting my roots into the mouth of mother earth. Feeding on morsels of atonement and redemption. Eternally exploring self-reflection, wishing internal paths lead to steps with simple sentiments of silence. Hoping illuminative energy liberates, to ease the adversity of climbing towards the zenith of zen - to flourish in sunflower serenity.
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