I will no longer fight it.
Let the darkness rage
against it.
Let reality do its worst.
I am poetry.
The essence of which
will flutter delicately
and then burst.
I searched outside myself
and within remained ethereal
I tried to replace the sunshine
with the blackness of night,
And all the stars
shined more brightly
upon my soul
effervescent and whole
blatant and obvious
inexcusable and other-worldly
like a supernova exploding
within me
the death of a doubting era
carrying insecurities away…
endlessly
tirelessly
lovingly
it is the most
delicate dance
of an intellectual
and emotional romance
I smile because
I have decided to
let my hidden starlight flow
all the intricate photons
revealing themselves with dignity
and oh, the brilliant way they
will for once, unabashedly glow.
Les’Nspired
