A Faded Silhouette
Walks Upon Two Pathways
One Being
Two Directions
A Constant Battle
A War of Self
On One Road the Figure Slows...
Upon the Other it Quickens...
Night
Day
From the Darkness Comes the Dawn
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This is a poem that I wrote fairly recently that involves myself--It's a fairly personal poem describing a part of me that was missing for a time. There was an event in my life last summer that changed me, I felt much better because of it, renewed. But as time went on after that event I began to lose contact with this part of me. This "higher self" as it were.
Hope you Enjoy.
Blessings from the trees, CelticWind

