Tossed about

by the wings of fate

we mask our pain

and embrace the corrupter.

 

Life's experiences flowing in colors

through perceptual prisms

distorting reality.

 

Emotional fog

shading the dimensions of desire

a shadow, without awareness of light.

 

Yet, I feel something natural

in my being,

awaiting expression,

pushing to emerge,

ready to be made real.

 

I discover a meaning

to my life,

a unique purpose, 

 

I; find myself.

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-Peter