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Some for pretentious purpose
Some for intent divine
Will speak
For the muted
The weak
The bleak
The emotionally frail
The blind
When bitter days oppress them
When cold draught usurps warm days
Few foreigners looking in from grim
Into movement, light, sound waves

From chasing global secrets
From esotericism’s lure
Some take time away
For the sick
Ill-repute
Seeking out inner treasures ignored
To defend in stately manner
Victims bound to their beds
With feeding tubes
And bedsore blues
For the laden with anxious heads
Walled inside institutions
Expressions rise with no outlet
Window shades hold their story
…n’ the world from their glory
No sunrise to no sunset

But as some speak
Who knew?
Of what rarely
Comes to light
A mere handicap
Can pale to this fact
Human spirit overshadows…
Outshines

Worthy of exaltation
It is what makes me see
No end to limitation
Immortal marrow, it makes me free
Songs sung though hearts are weary
Large wheels armed by strong mind
Doling out honor
With every move made
Brave hearts aren’t easy to find

Decrepit, but held the door for me
With the bottom of his cane
Disheveled, just smiled and said “hello”
Though her mind was wrapped in chains
Pauperized, but gave his last dollar
Could not fathom
The next warm meal
Peeled a shirt off her back
For a baby in lack
Disrobed, without a stitch to steal
Canned, wasted, intoxicated
He saw straight through my tears
Softly walked me home
Though he had none
I haven’t forgotten in all these years

Where lies that inspiration?
Or boundless compassion live?
…earnest want for a stranger’s wellness?
…Gnarled hands created to give?

Not in pretentious purpose
But for intentions so divine
Some can learn from the muted
The weak
The bleak
The emotionally frail
The blind
That a gratifying healthy mirage
And it’s meaning could never transcend
What the sickly, undaunted
Broken down and unwanted
From their hardship are able to lend










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The following comments are for "Elysium’s Enigma"
by innarae

"Immortal marrow"
this is wonderful, innarae, a gorgeous tribute to what we all share, to finding strength in unlikely places, usually between "overshadows" and "outshines"... it makes me reflect on the people I've known who gave so much of themselves and asked for so little in return, this despite the fact they had, ostensibly, the least to give... there's a redemptive richness of spirit here, and its relayed with passion and skill… I am glad to see a post from you again. you’ve made my morning.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: November 24, 2007 )

thanks so much
...amg, it is always a pleasure to read your feedbak to the work i place on this site! I have been blessed and I am truly grateful to meet so many people who choose to give from a place of lack --- asking "so little" of me in return. Glad you were uplifted!

( Posted by: innarae [Member] On: November 29, 2007 )





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