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| Category - | | A Poem from the Karemelia Musings Collection | | Of Its Cause - Viewed 845 Times | David Devaney
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February 26, 2004 |
At this very moment I sit estranged from my intellect
seeking only the rebirth of my inspiration.
I call now upon your energy and your spirit
to rekindle in me the essence of my creativity.
My imagination lingers somewhere hidden in an abyss,
locked behind the doorway to my understanding.
I know not why this stagnation does exist within my being
though I am the certainty of its cause.
Therefore my friend, I clamor for the winds of change
to intersect and divert this endless journey to the forlorn.
Come now and guide me through the caverns of darkness
that are once again my everyday experience.
For you are and will remain the angel of my cognition
touching me always with the energy of new life. | | © 2004 David Devaney |
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