Beg I Light, That This Heart And Soul May See

Sorrow have you become my only friend
As your morbid touch decays heart's true fires
Shall your beast - death, grant release in the end
Forbid joyful dreams and that which so inspires
Seal this soul to therein darkness descend
Into abyss, where blackness never tires?
Dare I beg of the sun's bright golden rays
That which as yet prayers have not gained
Illumination that casts dark away
Bleaching white youthful years that were stained
Relief sparsely given that fails to stay
Setting course that life has now so pained?
Pray tell, shall this life ever blessings yield
Shall I race forth into eternity
Or perish as do flowers in the field
With no more than a glimpse at infinity
Fighting as knight with neither sword or shield
Die not finding peaceful serenity?

Nay, such failure cannot ever so be
Our souls were created by divine hands
Man did not simply emerge from black seas
Instead was meant to rule these earthen lands
Not by tears, or pitiful begging pleas
Rather with true faith, life's travails withstand!

Robert J. Lindley,
Date: December 6th, 2020
Inspiration found.

SilentOne's
Catharsis Poetry Contest
Contest Description
Catharsis is the process of releasing strong or pent-up emotions through art. Aristotle coined the term catharsis—which comes from the Greek kathairein meaning "to cleanse or purge"—to describe the release of emotional tension that he believed spectators experienced while watching dramatic tragedy.

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