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Change

A formal poem about a desire for self-change. A slightly mystical poem. ,

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sara

Date:

17 December 2006

Author:

unknown

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Change

I would tear apart this constricting veil
That chokes my mind and holds me to this soil:
I would try, and try again, and gladly fail,
And consider it worthy of my toil

If only I could see in me some change,
If only I could find that other me:
If only I could venture past the strange
That is my normal, and set me free.

There, if I could but find it, is my self,
There, in that deep darkness, who I want to be:
There, silent, secret, is the hidden wealth
That is my spirit and my destiny.

Be not surprised if one day I break my shell:
I wish to see the heaven in this hell.

-unknown -

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