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...As the Candle Fades


777trips777

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So, I'm new here in the Druid's Garden, but here is some poetry I posted on Facebook long ago,

detailing my thoughts and feelings of reminisce after a Diviner's Sage experience.

 

 

Long ago, split between Thought and Emotion; the endless commotion.

What did that goddess of green give me? The thing she did not permit my eyes befall.

 

That oh so precious object, vital to my sustained existence in this place.

The void; cold regret, warm deathbed - the blasphemer's tavern.

Cast from Heaven, and Blockaded from Hell, where will I walk; the candle will tell.

With the flickering flame of the candle, I'll the speak the words I can't handle.

Set ablaze to amaze my consciousness; the scroll.

The one word toll, the universal troll; inhale the smoke, and I become whole.

Purpose regained, existence explained. Persecuted as Satan, the one they be hatin'; If I became God, wouldn't that be odd?

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