The Blissful Moth
A creature of no harm and only beauty
It has such in common with the human that can never be recognized
The moth follows the brightest of lights seeking its true treasure
Just like in human nature we follow the most beautiful things
But we are imprisoned by the laws of reality to never touch the lights
Just as the moths can never handle the light
But we never learn to think differently and only to follow
As if we see that instead of following the light we must make a different path
One that is covered in the painful darkness and freezing sadness
But if there is courage in that person who chose his own path
Then the sun itself could never bring the light that will follow
As the reward to being strong and faithful in the path they flew through
So don't be the colorless moth that follows
Be the moth to spread color and light upon itself
Then true happiness will soon follow
Copyright © Alex Smith | Year Posted 2015
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