December 21, 2009
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I find myself
unable to speak a single syllable
from the immense energy in my chest.
Energy that has the power
to relight every dead star
suspended in the dark universe.
Self-aware and calming energy
making every small treasure
appear in front of my eyes.
Suddenly I am an infant
yearning to touch
the limitless, grey, sky.
Admiring the naked, truthful, trees.
In awe of
the sparkling, virgin, snow.
This energy, though enlightening,
makes my heart ache.
For the beauty that is shown to me
is bitterly intangible.
Beauty I want to hold in my arms
and feel its warmth,
beauty I want to cradle in my hands
and protect from evil,
is beauty only held in my soul
and cradled in my heart.

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