Autonomy
(A lone voice whispers)
Is your soul littered with hot and cold fragments of your own ideas of heaven and hell?
But are you too metaphorically blindfolded to ever really understand?
Just another human being living within and under its light and dark, magical spell
Slowly unconsciously waiting for the spiritual comprehension
As it returns from the ashes of your intimate universe's dust
To really then see
All that your life will see
While praying to your Lord of choice
The one you trust
A Great Almighty who will try to set you free
To then be
All you can be
Reflected in the endless unregulated themes found gasping for air
In that six-letter word you cherish—called poetry
(C) Copyright John Duffy
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