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guided by the Starlight of the mind...

A poem by Errol Edward Franca Hewitt

guided by the Starlight of the mind...

My mind travels with the thought,
with my inner voice to comfort.
lonely I am not.

like a ship in a storm I am shown the way.
people do not know the secrets,
and I will not tell.

but as heaven is within,
and hell, transitory,
I glide in through the darkness.
with the starlight of the mind to guide me.

the waves of emotion are daunting,
my angel heart is drifting.
whispers are the shadows,
sung from the beating wings of a dove.

the demons will haunt,
and curse the innocence.
the seraphim will burn in my eyes,
through the night of trials.

and all along my solitary voice
will not be heard
by anyone but me.

...she holds the stars in her hands.

5.08.2008.

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