I am lost in the dark. It's not easy to find a mark? Hope is the only escape that molds into a positive shape. Oh, look, that light has triggered into fire. I hear darkness whispering in a mire with hope? I fight like a conjurer? My aura had the shine of a conqueror? The dark has become white? The sky shines upon me bright
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:17
I love that line. You can't escape its jaws. That's how it understands your flaws. That's. That's really wonderful. I really. Yeah, this is great. A good poem of opposites and of yin and Yang. I really liked it. Thank you so much for sharing