becoming it (poem) by audrine max on AuthorsDen

becoming it
by audrine max → (All Poetry by audrine max)
Tuesday, September 20, 2022 Rated "G" by the Author.

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becoming it child, you already dove deep the trenches of a what you call a sick society as pure as your heart as good as your soul you haven't gone very far from where you trudged on was it better when you become vengeful in your own right knowing about the lies remade histories, and stuff about secret societies how did that serve your soul when you know the whole Earth revolves within you fighting the outside is a futile battle if not paired with a change in one's consciousness so why not, journey on the majesty of one's Spirit and allow yourself to see once more the beautiful smiles in every corner the children's laughter running around in a sea of faces flowers blooming in the darkest of night letting itself be known by emitting its fragrance surpassing every storm rekindle joy in one's Being emerging victorius whilst sitting quietly by the cooling waters of the river as heaps of sheer bliss encompass your totality although the body is frail from comprehending nature's law accepting its effects as gifts, not a curse affording one the paradox of life graciously living rejuvenated within even though death and doom are both impending we are souls we are unending so why not, explore all of this greatness within until all there is is beauty there is no such thing as carrying too much light the sun awaits to be finally outshined and no, child it doesn't mind so, let this journey within be continuous heading towards to what can be an everlasting ascencion how should i know this discovering is forever in the state of perpetuity aren't you a bit intrigued of the seamless possibility from carrying the light to simply becoming and being it. ©A.max Sept 20, 2022

Reviewed by JoAnne Cromp (Reader)

Reviewed on September 23, 2022

Oh I LOVED this so much for the light and wisdom it brings!

Reviewed by Mystic Rose

Reviewed on September 22, 2022

there is no such thing
as carrying too much light, your poetry is in a constant state
of iridescent apparel my dear Audrine. Thankyou for sharing your
talent with me today :)

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on September 21, 2022

You take a long time in getting there, but we all should be becoming rather than going. Don't you think?

Ron

Reviewed by Poets Soul

Reviewed on September 20, 2022

You did it again Little Sis. Everyone has a torch, but not everyone allows it to shine. Your torch is shinning in this one.

PS