A Corner View
Backed in a corner,
Embodying aloneness.
Knowing not which way to turn,
Release my pent-up doubts.
Staring night in the face,
Coddling my insecurities,
Placing trifle folly before
Peaceful rest within.
Eager for resurrection,
Splendor of transformation,
Arising from the knowingness
Of my soul�s circumspection.
Bombarding free-associations
Ring throughout my head.
Cascades of memories flow
Upon the unfertile soil.
Coming round the mountain
Into the great unknownness
Of unforeseen paths,
Lying treacherously ahead.
I am backed in a corner.
Peek your head around,
Set your sight upon
That land of tomorrow, Now.
~Kent
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