Friday, February 15, 2013

Finding Light

Forging an entrance
Simultaneously feared and craved
An emissary is released
Opening the gates to a brittle mind
A projectile gathers speed
Collecting a foreign treasure
Of polished golden wings
It travels a short distance
And crosses the course of eternity
From entrance to exit
Correcting the evidence on its path
Revealing the secret locked away
The secret fears the light
Just as the light craves the secret

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