Last reply 5 years ago
Of passion & strength, & consuming things

I struggle a lot with passion sometimes, not just hormonically (as is the body’s way frustratingly enough) but also as an artist & as a person, trying to maintain a steady rhythm in the worlds alternating tempo of tenacity, pomp & circumstance.

This poem is about that, it could also be about ms (another storm we bare).

Oh raging sea of all consuming passion
Welcome is the calm as far as the eye can see
Take shelter now in all consuming peace
Where once we rode so listlessly, thence upon the sands released

Certain ever not the storm to come
uncertain yet not the hopefulness, ablaze the rising sun
Blown bright the embers ever seek to glow
whence if kindled once again those flames of passion melt the snow

Oh raging sea of all consuming fate
let me not be so consumed by restless hate
But shape me for a journey not yet done
that I may weather fiercely, any storm that’s yet to come…

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5 years ago

I really enjoyed reading that. Thanks for posting it. 🙂

5 years ago

Thanks! glad you enjoyed it.

Was strange being inspired by a by product of my failings lol but yeh, it made sense at the time 😛

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