I started to see that my life has stalled.
All of my colors are fading into darkness.
Sometimes the sea appears calm and quiet,
but an ocean’s surface is but a skin.
Progress in a spiritual realm is the reality.
I could move on yet not change my path.
A pure heart tears the curtains.
It reveals a new highway to travel on.
Now the blockade has been removed.
I feel a rush of power and strength.
No longer proud, I am lowly and humble.
My simple truths excel the foolish lies.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.
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