Streams of light beckoning,
The enveloping darkness parted. 

Caged soul laid yearning,
Howling winds screamed harshly. 

Emboldened heart, weary mind reeling,
Sinful prayer on lips parted, demanded. 

Raging ambition, power surging,
Imprisoned chains twisted & frayed. 

Spoken not alone, actions leading, 
Young mind, noble ambitions turned. 

Lit not feebly, eyes blazing, moving,
The door parted, destiny awaited. 

Author’s note:

Dear Reader,

I hope you’re doing fine wherever you are. It has been far too long since I’ve had a chance to update.

A little gift I’ve had in the works that I just felt inspired to write.

The world has changed and there’s so much still to accomplish.

The year’s almost out and I’ve done so much and there’s still more for me to do. Pen and paper seem to be a lot easier to hold on to.

Until next time.

Penned on – 09th Dec 2023

The Lipid.