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 Aug 2013 Felicity
Ahmad Cox
I am light. We are all light floating through space. We all embody God in our own ways. We are not the mistakes we have made in the past. We are not the broken and brittle people the world tried to convince us of. We are all light in our own ways. We are light with substance. I am light. We are light. You are light. We are all light. We are all mirror reflections of Gods grace and mercy for us. We just convince ourselves otherwise. We get so caught up in our mistakes and in the world and we get so lost in the day to day grind that depression and disease and worry and all the other things that afflict can drive us away from that light inside of us. We can begin to rely on everything else to fill that void inside of us. We do everything we can to numb the space and numb the void that is inside of us but ultimately we are all light in our own ways. Even if you have fallen. Even if you are stuck in depression and addiction and are the farthest away from God you have ever been in your life the truth still remains. You are still light. Once you accept that and you find that light in yourself you will find a new strength and a new hope as you begin to understand and see the light in others as well. You will begin to shed the ways of the world and take on and accept the light and the love that is inside of you and even if you fall or if you feel like life is beginning to get too heavy for you to bear just remember that we are all light in our ways. We just have to accept that and God's love instead of listening to a world that tells us otherwise.
 Aug 2013 Felicity
Zoe
But Tomorrow
 Aug 2013 Felicity
Zoe
You fell asleep, your arm
slung across my middle.
I stayed up with
a cigarette
and Good Will Hunting playing on TV.
You would shuffle around
in your sleep, but with every movement,
you kept your hand
curled around my belly.
Even in your dreams, you were
intimate.

I wiggled into a new position
at one point, and I
almost woke you up.
You startled–
mumbled something in your sleep.
Every word was
incomprehensible, until I heard escape
"I love you, baby."
And it was
brilliant– the innocence
that you sighed
in your slumber.

And I loved you.

The next day, you saw a bike,
***** yellow and
abandoned by its owner.
You straddled the seat and
rode in tight circles.
And all I could think was,
your legs are so skinny.
You were all
skin and bones, pedaling that bike.
All I saw
was you
naked.
More naked than you
had ever been.

And I didn't love you.
We stand against you, no matter what religion we are
You will never divide us against each other
We will be strong because we fight against evil
You are the nemesis of the souls of humanity
We will rise up and we will stand together
You can not knock us down, we never will fall
We are Christians, Muslims, Buddhists, Pagans....we are the World
You can NEVER win.
copyright Chris Smith 2010
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