Have you placed your trophy upon the shelf, becoming consumed by your self?
Have you forsaken that of thine,sacredly your Self Divine?
The web you be weavin entangled, disheveled , lifeless vine.
Entrappings of common swine.
Choking in the thicketted twine.
Tossed raveshley about the fields of mines.
Explosions within the looping mind. The metal has lost it's shine.
Sitting ignored and devalued, waiting from lost time.
Will you breath new life to the withering frame, fueled with the fires of love, your ignited heart flame?
Or, continue to seek false fame,eventually from life to refrain; only to return and repeat the pain?
Claim your hidden treasures and gain; Surrender, whisper my name!
Blended with the Eternal Flame,
Life to never again, be the same.
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