Monday, May 18, 2015

The Hermit's Journal #8

Overcast days still can't stop UV Rays.
It's easier to hide, on a bus or at work,
Dark shades and cap, words seldom
Break lips as life collapse.  No one sees
Clearly, even I on the outside am just the same - never stepping outside my comfort zone. 

Wake up, my dreams speak truth.
My skin still burns underneath the veil,
Crisp and peeling, shedding the old 
Fearful self - a new birth begins,
Through pain comes life.

I stand above a roaring ocean,
My voice echoes across the seas,
Peace is within reach.

Life is a choice, and how we live
Reveals the who we are.

I will no longer be idle,
Watch me run wild,
Like I was reborn to be.

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