THE PRISM TO THE SOUL

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it seems I'm always waiting for an answer

an answer to a question that I haven't even asked

myself yet

a chance to escape from this place and go as far

away from myself as I can possibly get

a promise,

a promise to pay for a privilege that seemed so long

ago denied me

an encounter with the truest form of love that I can

come up against and somehow conquer even in some small

way as it and its offerer conquer me as well

Heaven

Heaven in my opinion is just two steps behind the door

marked 'Rapture'

and acceptance of reality is a must that like a lie is

foggy and often hard to get over and or through

yet, when one does reach that lovely other side

across the room from loneliness

and unrepressed despair

ecstasy becomes the only exception to the rule

and love brilliantly blooms unblemished, hopeful,

and tearfully ever lasting...........

(written July 9,1993 9am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

how its so hard for me not being accepted as I am
and people always wanting change me.

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