life

Madness
Madness, the malady of man.
It tames nary a soul yet releases the burdens flung in our path.
Step high into it and dream to feel the chains thrust aside.
Cuddle it to the bosom and nurture your soul.
There is a wealth of life that can be discovered
locked up in madness.

Threshold
Walking with a hand held up to the sun
while some gaze into the darkness of the light.
Take bold steps to the edge of the sea
melting on the edge of the sand.
Beckoned by the voice within,
driven by the currents above and below,
thrust by the magnificent force of life.
Today is a day of laughter that sends waves
crashing around your feet.
Such is a life on the threshold of discovery.

Belief
Want not, have not, should not, would not, could not.
Liar thief fiend foe.
Follow the path to the edge of the stream, shaded by the willows.
Count the many leaves floating on the surface, remembering the multitude
of lives that seem to be randomly thrown where the forces of nature dictate.
How do I get possession of the power to steer through the tides of life?
Trust seems to be coming to the surface.
Belief seems to hold the key to the lost soul inside.

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