Quote Me Rumi
As breaths sink into the pool of dim nights
The wicker of angst grates more than I can bear,
More a fading hope lost in pathways, cracked
By utter alienation from riddled thorns…
Yet, an inner candle banishes doubt,
A lucent halo gleaming ever so near
Though it knows not my name, it knows who I am,
It guides a taper of faith with lit intuitions made,
Until peace glows in my soul , telling me I am home.
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“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”
Quote Me Rumi Contest of Silent One
12/3/2015
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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