Transcendence; tread lightly.
Co-dependence, beside me.
Perturbance, it feeds the mighty.
The real disturbance? "the night inside me".
But the dark energy, the calamity, won't deny me.
My synergy, insanity , come on and try me.
Oh... I long, for a bond with the strong, the sightly Knight beside me.
would he guide me, like the night inside me?
The kite glides free, with a fool who might be, holding on tightly... nightly.
The days of light be, bright with spite... relying blindly, blindly on the sun; but we're spun...
And there's no ride free.
The night inside, is bonafide and you should try it.
it's not calm and quiet.
It's a cricket riot.
So I wait
with the bait,
stand up just and rightly,
"but I only might be".
Melinda Marinko
2023 - 2025
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