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darkness
February 2009 
i fear
Posted on Jul 28th, 2008
by 
Mila
Mila
i fear
the allure of the way
i once was, a master
of carving the sounds
of words,
the words themselves,
into captivating
performances, sliced
deeply from the flesh
of self-analysis,
fascinating and dark.
I called out!
to the painful, the
shadowy in you -
and you, transfixed
by the spectacle
of my despair,
which is what I fear:
how easy it was
to cut myself into concepts
into what we figure for
wisdom: merely weeping
wept with sweet, sweet sounds.
I fear the allure
of the lyricism of sadness,
because it stirs us,
draws us in, and sets
upon us, enrobes us
in a romance of tears
spoken in the tongue of
introspection.
nothing learned here
finds root or truth
in the shroud of darkness:
Wisdom grows in the light.
- July 28, 2008
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Feeling! wow, Jake, this is a stunning piece of emotional movement … such depth! I sit here in awe of this poetry! Thank you for sharing this!!
This is very beautiful.
But I feel a strange urge for the defence of darkness;
Cause roots do grow in the dark,
But flowers are creatures of the light!
and where would the flowers be without those deep, hardworking roots? and where would we be without our own roots digging deep in the dark of our unconscious selves… thanks Shanti for the important reminder