Dedicated to Azmi and all those who stand resolute against the onslaught of the world.
A Feat Of Faith
I stood on a high cliff,
Peering down the crevice,
Pondering ancient myths,
and my heart that sinks.
Two platfroms towered above,
All I needed was to jump to one.
Jasmine petals fluttered like doves,
What soared higher, the scorching sun.
A leap of belief, was all I needed,
In my heart, a storm was my mood.
The light shone, in it I entered,
And I knew I should, I could and I would.
I jumped across the towers,
At the turn of the moment,
Amidst the weeping violet flowers,
My soul suddenly faltered.
Into the chasms of deep I fell,
Into the depths and fires of hell.
Veils of night covered the light,
But ne'er did my heart take flight.
END
Words Of Wisdom
I have outlasted all desire,
My dreams and I have grown apart;
My grief alone is left entire,
The gleanings of an empty heart.
My dreams and I have grown apart;
My grief alone is left entire,
The gleanings of an empty heart.
-Untitled, 1821 Alexander Pushkin
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