Thursday, February 20, 2003

Celestial Embodiment
This change in me is creating credence.
I am not deprived,
I am revived,
From this death of corporeal existence.

Life will spark and flame what remains
Giving me hope for more
On my past, I shut the door
Prosperity, I hope the future contains.

Diminishing mockery of my faults
Capabilities maximized
Mentality terrorized
Humility locked in keyless vaults.

This poem was written by me, Adam.

posted by Adam @ 9:29 PM Comments: 0