Lost Enlightenment
My sentence: repentance
The prison in which I was the cause
Their motions; their reasons
Where everything was nothing I could want
My mindset; my music
The void that danced along with my soul
Couldn’t answer the silence
Within the sentence of being unknown
I let it consume me
I let the knowledge burden my fall
Destruction and wisdom
And then the everything that pierced it all
Unmoving; unending
The shapeless ghost that witnessed my deeds
I fought it in secret
Until in death my love was besieged
No stopping what saved me
Enlightenment was coveting my heart
Unbroken; still waiting
What I thought I’d killed was right near the start
Unfeeling in fearing
As deadly as the most honest wrong
Unmaking my breaking
On the path I never knew I was on
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2008
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