Sine Qua Non

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"an essential condition; a thing that is absolutely necessary."

Where did you come from?

An illusion of the mind,

because it is when you are gone,

I feel no ambition.

To seek further the truth of me,

piercing through your eyes.

It is not often,

I find confusion to crave curiosity.

A purpose;

stilled emotions carried on by weeping violins.

Tell me again,

How do you find peace

in a savaged soul,

raging in the fire of desolation?

Love,

The sine qua non of this romanticist.

Destiny reminds us,

fairy-tales end tragically,

yet we follow the ocean,

as unforgiving it may be,

daring to escape in its vastness,

seeking solace.

Follow the stars;

the small dimming lights,

reflecting thousands of lifetimes ago,

the things we are made of.

How beautiful be the colors,

the scent of summer,

the blooming of new flowers,

searching for a breath of hope over your skin.

Tell me again,

How do you find peace

in this savaged soul,

raging in the fire of desolation?

Love,

the sine qua non of this romanticist;

the rest is but a mask,

seek the truth of me,

satisfy the confusion

craving curiosity. 

Follow the ocean

under the small dimming lights.

 






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