It has been a long dark road

With many forks along the way

Which have caused many times a delay

Yet I never fully go astray

Not thus far

In so far as I can see

From my perspective

There is still that fire in me

Burning relentlessly

Against the winds in this desolate landscape

On this long dark road

Still headed wearily to my abode

Still…

Even as I erode..

Your lack of belief

Does not negate my existence

Your point of view is just another perspective

On a spectrum that spans infinity

In every direction that you may conceive

Your opinion is not baseless

It simply does not affect me

Your rejection could never test me

I will keep existing freely

The tortures of the soul

Open up a hole so bold it grows

Until it encompasses everything

It is like antimatter

The obsidian abyss

The murky mist from which shadows come

Creeping one by one

To grasp

Any light which may trespass

Even for a wretch like me

It is a redemption story

The brighter side

The glass half-full

Hopes, and dreams, and wishes, personified

A beautiful joyful pleasure

The apple of my eye

… that softens my calcified core

Enduring, warmth

So pure

… no one else can do it the way you do

… you can teach them a thing or two

Yet they will just be mirroring

… they cannot manifest

The way you profess

Divine love for yourself

Doing it only the way you can do ..no one else

Yes you could teach them

It will not make any sense

You know the internal blueprint

The spiritual landscape

You know how to take flight and escape

Into a spiritual realm where no one can reach you

The Divine has enveloped you in protection and stealth

Fear no one and trust yourself