Pieces of my make-up
Seem to be notably dominated
By a large dose of crazy;
Or so they would have me think.
Make way
For the instrument of expression
Siphoning tunes from divine hymns
Projecting and reflecting
The positive and the negative.
Angels envy the human form
For it bears the x factor,
An incomprehensible power,
Best understood by our Maker.
It is no surprise then
That when those who don’t
By any means, value themselves
Or understand how to delve
In their grace pool
Swim in a pit of envy.
Equals on every plane
But subjugating to the idea
Of a weakness planted
Through media inspired fear.
The mind is a powerful tool
Molded and shaped by its wielder
Choices and decisions
Sculpting the subconscious
Unknowingly making blueprints
For our dreams.
Not the most divine
Of people, you’ll ever meet
But I try,
Oh yes dear reader
I try,
As much as i’m able
To be the best I could be.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: elementality
O.D. 
This is a great reflection of what’s inside the poet!
Thank you so much Dajena! 🙂
You are welcome handsome! 🙂
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Loved this! “Choices and decisions. Sculpting the subconscious. Unknowingly making blueprints. For our dreams.” Wow
You flatter me…thank you very much 🙂
Beautifully penned, my friend. You never cease to amaze ☺️
Thank you Dorinda, kind words 🙂
You’re welcome, Michael 🙂
Love this! We’re all trying to grow in Grace.
So true, and thank you Sonia! 🙂 🙂