Soul Fortress

I have built a fortress,

with my very own hands.

To keep the dark from seeping into the paved cracks,

where the light peers through.

The darkness envelopes my body when the sun sets,

a vision of a warm touch,

of light in my forefront.

The sliver of colour I've clung to,

I've shown them this is my home,

falsifying my beliefs,

as I trod through years of time,

telling myself the luminescent glow,

is that which keeps me warm.

Awakening in the night of my soul, 

my eyesight starts to flicker through the cycles of my lifeblood

no where to go,

but to honour what arises

from the depths of the shadows

to open and allow, 

what hasn't been brought to the light, 

to consume me.

All that's been hidden here,

within my fortress

ignored by my fear ridden senses 

has weighed my body down,

immersed into one mould alone

shaping my dreams, 

dictating my waking state

but now I open my eyes, 

my body alive

to the season of sensation

the darkness no longer so opaque

I can see what lays beneath my feet

what arises above me

my fortress now transparent

at last, my senses aliven

I can see through the windows of my soul fortress

that I built with my very own hands

 ©️ Words by Bonnie Knapton

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