Down a singular incorporeal path

I must in my temporal life tread

Led not by the coercion of another

Down a boulevard of dubious faith

But drawn by metaphysical power

To an inner spiritual connection

By the grace of an eternal intellect,

The gift an eternal unmerited respite

From the depravity of my psyche.


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Januarian's picture

Thank you for that.  Thank

Thank you for that.  Thank you also for your discrete delicacy, your advice, and your understanding, far more mature than mine has been.  The approach of the holidays and a death in the extended family seem to have diverted the powers of criticism (to call it persecution, althought it is, seems melodramatic).  I am looking forward to a marvelous Advent!



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georgeschaefer's picture

love the last two lines. 

love the last two lines.  great stuff.

Stephen's picture

Thank you.