Saturday, 3 March 2012

Sleeping Beauty

Step inside your soul
And see the wonders of the world.
The view of all humanity becomes a wondrous swirl -
A mass of contradictions
All engaged in hot pursuit
Of the meaning of existence
And of power and of loot.

Yet in this free for all
Hides a nature made of gold
A wealth of creativity
Of love and joy untold.
Buried in the abyss,
Neath the body’s hurt and pain,
Amidst the sheer perplexity
Dwells so much one can gain.

Lost in the mire,
Like an abandoned work of art,
Lies the flame that feeds the fire - within you.

Ignite Thy beating heart?


Copyright © 2012 Lena Fiagbe. All rights reserved

1 comment:

  1. Sleep, I slept but not in depth.
    Wondering dreams I kept.

    Remembering soles I've met, many passed, some forgotten.

    Words spoken and songs unwoken, waiting for you to spend your god given token.

    " That token being your voice, when will I hear it again?" - Jezstix