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Apr 2015
I was down in the mire
My skin and clothing were drenched in a thick mold of watery earth
And right before I slipped down beneath the sodden dirt
My eyes involuntarily rolled up toward the sky and I saw a fire

Was this fire a visible symbol of everything I desired
Floating above my head
Before I am declared dead
Or was it a call from the Divine
The message of fire translating into: This life is not yours to take
This life is not yours to forsake
Fear is detrimental and must be banished from the impressionable body
When anger festers in the heart it is a cause of rotting
Shame brings great pain that lasts for years and causes unnecessary disdain from the outside
When all you really need is love.
How could you expect anyone to truly love you, when you aren't truly and hopelessly in love with yourself?

From the mire I arose
To get a closer look at this flamed rose
I hesitated in fear
What was creating this phenomenon?
Could I trust the source of this creation?
Many yards away I observed this fire that was inexplicable
And then it called me forward.

Each step I took inching forward I trembled
Now merely two feet away from the fire
I attempted to summon it,
but my vocal cords were ridiculously restricted due to an anxiety that engulfed me at the moment of witnessing the floating mass

The wise-sounding voice emitting from the fire cloud serenaded riddles and symbols
Prophecies and words that only ascertained partly uncovered truths
It befuddled me
But the beauty of it also spellbound me
It told me to follow it
And in no time I agreed.

The fire took me places where I never fathomed existed
I had stood inside because of my fears for years
I thought my imagination and hobbies and work would keep me entertained
But I grew so bored
And that is what led to me planning my end
But the fire showed me their is so much more to life than what I hold inside
And the longer you internalize and hide, the more bitter you grow
For everyone needs love
It's a biological requirement

Looking at the most beautiful thing on this earth
While sitting on a hill
A rainbow
Because no matter where you are, that promise is shared with all
No matter who you are
This visible promise made by God
His promise reminds me that He is always with me
And there is no reason to fear
When he is near.
River
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