Point Of Resistance

I have found resistance in my journey

And lost my footing along the way

I have laid beside the roaring lion

And heard the words he didn’t say

I have whispered wisdom in the dark

And screamed in silence on unseen pages

Ate the fruit from forbidden trees

And slept with fools and well penned sages

I paint pictures with my words

And allow you to see what the spirit feels

Compelled to piece together bits and slivers

Imagination and up close real

I have grasped the wavering sword and

Licked my wounds clean

I am ready to take life on today

Following my life’s lightbeam

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