Whispers
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Great sky.
I embrace you in spirit.
My soul's thoughts are blossoming.
Uniting the last pieces of me.
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The weight was heavier than even the stones.
Of the river that dried up, but was not forgotten.
I did not believe that the pieces would ever unite.
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I was not lost.
Always deceived.
By various lovers of doubt.
Who remain shadows, since I am a flower.
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Now the last leaf of autumn falters.
It melts too beneath the touch of the sun.
Just like my ego.
Because everything is, and the one is everything.
I am a forever lord of darkness.
You cannot reach me.
And I am always becoming.
About the Creator
Manuel C.
I have been searching for my soul for years through writing, but I know that in the end, I will find it beside a river.
If you like my creations, leave a kind comment and I will gladly reply to you.
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Comments (6)
this is nice quiet strength amongst chaos
This is hauntingly beautiful, Manuel. As a geologist, the line about the stones of the dried-up river being lighter than the emotional weight really struck a chord with me. There is such a powerful sense of resilience in 'I am always becoming.' It feels like a beautiful companion to the idea of not abandoning oneself. Thank you for sharing these whispers.
So many wonderful contradictions here. I just love the way you word things. My favorite lines are I am a forever lord of darkness. You cannot reach me. And I am always becoming.
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Dark equals mystery, here.