DEVOTION (A POEM) E

Devoted to the path of the unknown. Full circle from the past as I finally return Home. And truly it's been a while. The rose from the concrete bloom. Rooted in the mud by the darkness doomed. Yearning to find the light within him. And that's a righteous feeling. Surrounded by opposite forces with no caution sign Around to expose the wrongs they indoctrinated. Then you start to hate it. Before you're thinking to tap out, just tap Inwardly. There I think that which seems lost is to Be found. The source that unify, omnipotent and profound. But at this given moment, Only a dying symphony. Devotion To life And its epiphany.