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Beneath The Same Sky (Originally Written on Wednesday, March 18th, 2020)

—Beneath the same sky, We all exist. We all love.   We all pray. One sky, one destiny, one spirit, one heart.    I’m a vagrant; Betwixt two realms: The Spirit, The flesh; Truth is arcane Undefined variables in   A paradoxical equation:   Aberrant; abstract; anomalous; Like a stellar black hole Devouring the light of the stars. Of Dereliction; desolation; The Cloister of Trials remains unsolved. As my fulfilled yearning, proves Naught but lust; Disappointment; depravity. Somewhere, someone   Bears the Key   To this fragmented, Daydream-dazed, Sky-gazer's heart. —Beneath the same sky, We all exist. We all love.   We all pray. One sky, one destiny, one spirit, one heart. Chaos chastises, schism spurns, My envenomed psyche is deluged by pain. A torrent of trepidations, surges through my veins; Yet, Couer reigns triumphant Upon my Soul Scape. Heavenward I gaze, importuning   The Father of Celestial Lights Perhaps this felled Paladin of Light Canst gain solace in stillness, Perhaps he can transcend the soulborne fight. Yet and still, Sorrow reigneth supreme, Burnishes a fervid sting Upon this Silenc’d Songbird’s Requiem for a Dream. He awaits salvation, A transcendent beckoning To rise, rise, Like the diamonded Moon, Absolving Nox ad Caelum The Song in his Soul Is a Paean of Lovelight, Vanquishing the bedarkening veil That is the Shadow of sorrow. There is no Light apart from Dark; There is no Aether apart from Nether; The Astral begets the Umbral. All things are one. (O, Chiaroscuro) When anguish arrives, Succumb not to the deathly pangs, Rather, doven the aethers That the Cosmo-Plexus of Empyreal Love   Aegis thee. We were conceived Upon the Hierachy of Sacrality, Her divine order is A transcendent bounty To those holy. Apropos of Providence, We burst into bloom As Children of Freedom Burgeoning aloft the soil of The Gracious Gaian Mother. The soul is a seed, sown in spirit, every struggle, Every trial, every tribulation, bestows The Eradia of Yggdrasil Until we Effloresce anew. Fathom the thew in utterances, Understand the sinew in silence, Know that ye are precious; Believe that Ye art loved. (Se’ lah)
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Written by
sandersmauricefoulkeiii
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Jun 8, 2020
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Excelsior Forevermore,

Sanders Maurice Foulke III

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