A Plea FOR Relief
by AT THE MERCY OF IMAGINATION.
Starved and nourished a soul begs for the return of the flame that inspires, for it’s light has been extinguished, by living a dreary life void of color. Eyes closed to it’s foundational beauty that is called life. Denying the soul the right to daydream infinite possibilities lazily under the maple tree. Once it was unlimited but, now a concrete mind found a way to limit it’s innate creativity to a shallow breath taken in early light, uttering the words “ANOTHER DAY!”. It would rumble from the soul instead of leaping with delight, a deep regret of the soul it cries, failing to be inspired by imagination.
Pleading for mercy to ignite it’s flames once again for it’s absence is compared to; a child without laughter, a rainbow without color, life without living. The soul has been struck down by it’s importance. Laying wounded in a pit of gray wading in pity, such a useless emotion. Helpless at the mercy of imagination, the soul wants to be granted it’s gifts a new promise is made; to color the world with inspiration, a seed that multiplies with belief. Pleading for answers as the soul waits in what is known as hell on earth, a life void of imagination created by dead passion.
For only Imagination can resurrect a forgotten heaven, what a soul truly needs.
Love,light,joy
Sona
Liked it
-
Post CommentAiyanna
On July 20, 2011 at 7:30 pm
A Soul which burns out their past negativity will arise from the ashes like a phoenix with constant characteristics but enhanced features that complements the original personality of the soul that has evolved through the ages. Each action and reaction to the deeds on Earth reflect the cleansing and purification or cluttering and wounding of the soul. It is the conscious effort to sway towards the conformity of the law of nature that makes a difference in the type of soul-phoenix you make yourself to be.