~ WHERE TRUE STRENGTH IS FORGED~

When I dare play in the ether
I find my spirit is not
My only keeper
It's in the misty haze
Of the metaphysical,
Where one stares into very the soul
Of his own potential
Where his gifts
From God
Are more than eyes essential
But grace
Bestowed upon the seeker
Where you let go
Of your idiosyncratic ideologies
And glide
Upon the wings of faith
Where True Strength Is Forged
From deep within the kilns
Of original sin
Where understanding
Becomes more than just
The self-righteous self
But the "Doors Of Perception"
Through which
The glorious effect
Of embracing the light
And facing the Gods
Evolutionary cycle
Truly becomes
Knowing,
Knowing that you are
More,
So much more,
Than what reality's indoctrination
Would have you
Believe,
That you are....

Tony ~