Gnostic
By Beyond Zion
Patience, only patience is clouding your eyes, A novice approach to the cylinder of time. Doubt, only doubt lives in your mind, A stellar approach to what's inside. Confusion, only confusion stands by your side, A faithful approach to a spirit that hides. With a nebula born A star explodes and the question remains: Is it friend or foe? Through the cycles we manifest We dignify regret and wonder: Is it ours to defy? Can your patience cure the obvious? Is your doubt the answer? Has confusion rescued you? Are you satisfied? The truth will bind you to freedom. Is the morning your excuse or the evening your intent? All these questions, For a thirsty mind. Ask yourself this: Am I the Lover or the loved? Find yourself in oppression Take away the light, and stand away from yourself. Haunt the mirror with your anxiety and reveal beauty to the window. Blurred are you who find yourselves beautiful. Written March 28th, 2002 © on Mar 29 2002 02:05 AM PST 0 • 10
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