light ,path and and old ability

an old ability was ricochet,
now we have lost the glass.
death and life
circle around,
we have lost our need for profound.
the past’s dirge still sound,
we are all still in fear,
and not ready to give up-fear.
death took over and kissed
the lands,now when peace we preach,
we have become too sensitive
so that we can’t forgive.

caste and creed
holy and faith,
we think on,
for,
we have forgotten
the oldest song which
keeps the cycle going on and on.

in circle we move,
searching for a clue,
we will know where we started
only if we dare.
those who do so are rare,
for the fear of failure
is just too bright to stare at.
it is a warrior who can
stare at light,
thus he becomes a warrior of light.
the scintillations to the eye,
make him the eye
and above skin and blood,
flesh and transcendent love
he rises to the immortal spirit
who can conquer boundaries,
for he is beyond them.
for one in a system,
the only way to know
is by leaving it.
for that we need to rebel,
shove what we had ,
like any other pebble
and try to understand each syllable.

reality is what we make it to be,
it is not what we just see.
reality can be,
anything that you want it to be.
we have made a reality
as a kind,
one which has driven
it to where it is destined.
it is time to remind
our flamboyant race
that we are its face.
and dreams we need to chase,
for without light there
is no darkness,
and without heat
no cold and without death
no life.Love is constant-
immortal it is,yet dynamic.
for the light which shines,
all that shines is home,
for it has the freedom to roam,
for the light shines the brightest.

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