Once lost in shadowed canyons of illusion,
my only company now, haunting echoes of weary footsteps
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Once a citizen, a sightless spirit numbered among the roving hordes
fleeing the known into the darkest void
Truth lost in the wreckage of our wake
Truth never our destination
Readers of the book of lies
Barren souls but for the fruit of an afflicted will
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Breathless, clinging to pillars of fear
forever scarred from collision in the depths of dry places I cry out to gaze upon the land of living light
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An anguished spirit taking flight by an unknown compass through the narrow passage
I will surrender in the presence of the fathers
Would that I too might find the realm of mercy, of sight
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Blackest storms cover the ancient lands, now and forever raging, behind me
Casting off this mask of mere humanity I plunge into darkness
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One last journey to the core of infinity
Wanting to showcase this outstanding poet – Daniel Audet. You can read his other writings http://thewritersroad.com
Photos:
The concrete block by Ozyman
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Grand Canyon by Chenyingphoto (Lic: Creative Commons)
penned in moon dust 