Who Are We At Our Core
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Written: December 21, 2023
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How may burns, scars, or dark lines identify me?
How can a red face or tan skin define my destiny?
Seek decay-proof goods akin to diamond display.
Despite affluence, cherish your spirit and pray.
There exists no absolute upper or lower limit.
Aside from that, the present moment is merit.
I can't deny that I'm here looking out, outscore.
Without the proper gear, who am I at my core?
Shy roses, withering, rest kindly below the sky.
A graceful early sun dispels all fears on display.
Leisure, love, and a longing for self-awareness.
Goals, prayers, state of mind, glee, and sadness.
Assign skills and wisdom to acquire optimism.
"Transcending Facts" overcomes dogmatism.
Fearing or trusting shock, your desire to evolve.
We relish the reprieve when our youth resolve.
As you sigh, listen to tales of grace in the rustle.
Under the stardust pledges, faith, and beats bevel.
Truly genuine, unspoken, and enduringly sincere.
It usually sounds airy and conveys a loud *****.
Our minds and views tend to be tough to grasp.
Risks and an unending waltzing of longing clasp.
Our inner child gets to freely explore his curiosity.
Even with age, life nurtures us with its complexity.
Enticing peace, eradicating chauvinism and gloom.
Mossy floors, buried in the wickedness of bloom.
Wrens and ravens on shaky twigs call for calm souls.
Who can discern the euphoria in a dewdrop's calls?
The splendor of passion ignites a desire to bind.
Forming bonds to offer ease and peace of mind.
Others show severe thirst; they're ravenous.
They'll feel it takes less to remain rapturous.
My soul is anxious to surrender the uneasy part.
Slices of me—kind, delicate, and graceful heart.
My blood flooded with God's only tender mercy.
Light shards, mixed with shining flames, calmly.
The radiant light angels restore is who we are.
Glorious hope, faith, and love, God's ideal debar.
Creating a tale over the passion we feel at heart.
Is the ideal love suited to releasing all at the start?
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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