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By Celestial Sailor
Days will pass
As slowly as they begun,
Nights would approach
To imbue me with that
Of creative energy, compassion
And assurance.
A beast deep within the jungle,
Defensive to rules and regulations
Strives for its will, listens to its heart
Despite all opposition,
Travels a pathway
Just as I do wait for you.
Past the rainy, cold days
The sun would rise and pierce the clouds
Destroy the illusions and show the path;
Though the beast may struggle,
It perseveres,
Just as I do wait for you.
Sometimes the beast becomes untamed
Full of heavy emotions, and a burdened heart;
As I hold it within two hands,
Speaking of my will and pathway
It shall submit, ready to serve
It shall be the transport of my soul.
Sometimes the torch is lost
Set alight the tower that once defended,
Though I do not sift through the rubble
Searching for negativity,
I build myself another
Filled instead with dreams and desires,
Hopes but not fears
It shall be the transport of my soul.
My heart may ache at your absence,
Though I know you are always here.
You never are truly gone, always here
So in this knowledge I carry
I may reach my goals and dreams
And know that soon,
You will also be by my side.
My lover, and my Higher Self.