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The Thought |
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Haskins Member
since 1999-06-26
Posts 85Dallas, TX |
The Thought When once— in the silent fall of night, As the dew rose to meet the sky, And the stars lay strewn Across an empty universe— A single thought erupted Clasping its chains around the breath of my soul, I passed through a door That forever shut behind me. And the thought burned brightly, A candle-flame enraged by the slightest whisper. It writhed and hissed and licked the air. Kind to the eye, but cruel to the skin… Monuments to the thought rose in my mind, I crucified it. Deified it. I made it my center And embraced it as my child. The thought grew stronger And rolled across my skies, Pregnant with a burgeoning storm… Dragging shadows across my windows And obscuring my light. And it grew bigger than me And bigger than life And pounded my temples Like the gavel of God And roared like a lion in my night… Then, ignited by the lightning That marked its violent birth, The thought burst open And cast away a rain That gathered in the deepest, Farthest corners of my self. No longer did I think, but felt, And my heart unfolded like a flower. ------------------ William Haskins http://www.ionstorm.com/public/haskins/inner_sanctum.htm |
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