written by: Allan Kayiira
Under the density of things we don’t see,
locked in rooms of dreams cluttered with choice, desire.
A wild whisper of something ethereal,
a holly haunting that dances in your mind.
Be your Universe, Oblivious but present.
We’re all flames in the darkness of each other’s works,
a candlelight flame that turns up light,
to staircases leading upon paths of thy choosing.
Be anonymous, Ineffable but proactive.
The heavens admire a human’s love, so,
if you struggle with tides of life’s sway,
but manage to make art with it,
a portrait uncharted,
enchanted with kindness,
I will find you, and insist, you’re a masterpiece,
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