Silly poem

I have been pushed so often

And risen each time

I feel like the sun every morning

Climbing

For love the madness, the jeers and lies

For her glance

That stops time.

A romantic candle

Ascension of the spirit

Roads of tar sense

That lead inside, now

Trusting

The great goddess, for me

Her feminine light

That within, beauty, a soft pool

Reflects the beauty

I found that perfect night.

I would wonder at this dark world, sometimes

And twould fill me with terror

The corruption encompassing the masses

But now, light sees light, and dances

Even in darkness, in the blackest night.

Liars come and go

Madness ebbs and flows

But the deep pool remains

Suddenly stilled like my heart

Which knows like an arrow true.

I dont care what they say,

It’s all shite,

I’ve been pushed to freedom from their insane judgment

And darkness is day, to me,

Knowing, eternally glowing with Love.

Cal Kalve