Take a bite from the rotten apple Tearing my darkness apart in two To light a candle inside its emptiness Where my soul flowers forever blooms Filtering through the silence Within a deep aphotic dream While my demons quiet whispers Become such a sweet soliloquy Never fear the sleeping giants They stand in the way of their own sun Befriend your somber phantoms And they will help you overcome Reevaluate then disappear Into my own ecliptic space Me standing against the shadows I kneel before Your perfect face Beneath an annulus of electric blue The moon reigns upon your head Like a moth I am drawn into Your light Where I have died and am born again With my Defenders at my right hand In these valleys I shall not fear Those who have compassed my destruction Will feel the cold edge of my steel And for the mountains that stand before me I will conquer them attempting heights In my fear I have found my courage And in my death I will find life
~ Jesse Okoroshi Masu ~
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Posted: Jan 2016
About this poem:
Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free. Jim Morrison
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Comments (1)
Beautiful write Jesse.