Humbled

07 Aug 2009

hellfire
how often ,have I stood
on the edge
of quiet madness
written off
as just another
charlatan
In this world of
fools-perfection
persuaded
that
the well has dried
left
to the elements
of slow decay
and yet,
without warning
I am reminded
of its true depth
its infinite spirit of
creativity
flowing freely
through the veins
of a glorious pen
blazing its path
through a darkened void,
this glorious light
of a billion supernovas
for eternity
it shall remain
untouched, untainted
to You this glory
I bequeath
I am humbled,
yet again…

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