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~ Where True Strength Is Forged ~

~ Where True Strength Is Forged ~

When I dare to play in the ether
I find my spirit is not my only keeper....

It is in the misty haze
Of the metaphysical
In the ontological
Where one stares into the soul
Of his own potential
Where his gifts from the gods
Are more than eyes essential
But golden grace
Bestowed upon the seeker
Where one lets go of that soul
And glides
Upon the wings of faith
Where true strength is forged
From deep within the kilns
Of original life force
Where understanding
Becomes more than just
The self-righteous self
But the doors of perception
Through which
The glorious effort
Of merging with the light
And facing the gods
Evolutionary cycle
Where truly knowing
Becomes
The knowing that you 
Are so much more
Than what reality's 
Indoctrination
Would have you believe
For certainly
We carry the light
Of the creator....

Tony Taylor
For: MARION

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Nine Eleven

It's so hard to build a structured and impenetrable mind when I feel bombarded with information, visions, entities that appear in my dreams. 
What to believe? 
Even I am duality, a two sided coin that never lands on light or dark. 
Sometimes I pray and receive knowledge from a higher self and sometimes I am met with my own self, telling me to kill myself. 

Your poetry Tony, gives me hope, thank you. 

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Marion

Perhaps we were moulded from the same cloth NE... your thoughts are mine exactly x

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Jac Fables

'The Power of One.' A Great Write. 🔥

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Marion

Hi Tony, I feel this work is about the never ending journey we all take, at some point, be it whilst alive or dead. The age old question of what it means to be alive, human, the point of us at all. The point of anything. I think you write from the view point of having already searched, found  a
personal peace perhaps? That is inspiring to me ... the fact that you dedicated it to me I find wonderful. Thankyou so much my friend. I am on a similar journey as you know. A deep and intense write. A fabulous write. Hugs x

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Tony Taylor

OMG!!....I just wrote you a gorgeously long message....that came from the
soul of me and somehow it vanished.....SUCKS!! :(......gonna have to deliver a message in private....I owe you one anyway.....sending lots of
love Marion......apologies for the late reply......talk soon dear poet sister...I'm expected elsewhere at the moment!!......thanx so much for this lovely comment!!........stay groovy!!....T xo : )

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Terry Reeves

Hi Tony,
Your usual ethereal self
which lifts us all along
and there's no one that 
can match your song.

Love,
Terry.

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Tony Taylor

You're pretty groovy yourself TERRY!!....your poetry proves
that out......thank you kindly my friend!!....hope all is well
with you and yours!!......Lots of Love!!.....T xo : )

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Courtney Gallagher

Hi Tony 

beautiful poem and a powerful ending . 

you left me a comment on here when I was every young . It was very encouraging and insightful. I completely forgot the name of this website . I continued to write as a way of therapy often throwing the work away after as if to realise it . 

I always remember your comment . I tried for around 5 years to member the sight name and I’ve found it 😊

thank you Tony , for you great work and also you comment all them years ago . 

love Courtney 

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Tony Taylor

WOW!!!......that may be the best thing i've heard from Cosmo
all these years....when you can leave a comment that actually
has an effect or leaves a mark on a poet's pursuit it brings
home the fact that THIS kind of comment is the reason I write
so much......THANK YOU so much Courtney.....you've made
my year dear poet sister.....NEVER stop writing poetry....I believe
that in the near future POETRY will become VERY relevant in
the world of literature!!......Stay groovy!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!....T xo : )

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Bernadete van d...

The first time I read this I was either in a different mood I am right now, or too much in haste. I see it with different eyes now. Like…
“Where understanding
Becomes more than just
The self-righteous self
But the doors of perception
Through which
The glorious effort
Of merging with the light…”
This is deep, Tony, and I really like 
the way you put it. I think you were in meditation when you wrote this.
B

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Being Me

"As above, so below. As within, so without."  Your poem brought these words (from Doreen Valiente, I think) into my mind. Everything is cyclic. And there needs to be a balance (the universe likes balance). I don't have much time for organised religions... but I do have faith — of a kind. 
I love this poem, Tony. Awesome work — as always x

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Tony Taylor

Hey BM!!...it's so great to hear from you....you always
bring light.....As above so below goes way back into
early philosophical circles and is SO very relevant today.
I am always so impressed by your insightful comments,
you're right.....this poem definitely has ties into early Aristotle
and Plato-like queries into the universal soul....Thanx for
always being positive dear poet sister!!....LOVE & ROCKETS!!...T xo : )

Ps. "As A Man Thinketh, So Is He".....lots of love.....T xo 

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