Enlightenment

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    Enlightenment

    The dark house held me captive
    There was but one escape
    By taking this door it meant certain death
    Of ignorance
    Of naivete

    At first my steps were small and hesitant
    The fraudulent clouds blocked your wisdom
    Forcefully you shoved them aside
    The blaze of you blinded my sheltered eyes
    Your intensity burned my skin
    Mystified me

    As soon as my eyes adjusted
    There you were
    With you infinite
    Knowledge
    Insight
    You guided me into the world
    Teaching me how to survive

    You showed me how to view the world
    And told me how to survive in this desolate waste land
    You taught me to stand and speak my own words
    Thoughts
    Opinions
    Dreams

    As you start to fade out of my life
    Remember this
    You can inspire
    You will influence
    And you should always dream

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    nessca’s Poems (10)

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    Winter Angel 0
    House Upon A Hill 0
    I'll Always Be Here 2
    don't give up 0
    Enlightenment 0
    untitled 2 0
    not anymore 0
    The Right Choice 0
    untitled 0