Divinity on the Road

I carry with me a wounded soul
as I walk shadowed streets
of my old hometown
and with every heavy step
The deep scars are revealed
Though thought lingers
only for a moment
upon the old and festered wounds
my heart surges forward
undaunted by hauntings past
Identity unbound by ego
Rising up in ascension
And though doubt creeps
and fear seeps
and my soul weeps
She is there just beyond
A vision of my worth
Signifier of my honor
Reminder of my sacrifice
She reminds me of who I am
In random faces
In certain places
In all her graces
The feminine divine
She doth shine
Over my wounded soul
And in my eternal end
My deepest gratitudes
extend to Her

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About ninefolddragon

I am a self-proclaimed writer, spiritualist, and warrior. My primary writings are poetry and essays that evoke elemental visualization and are written in honor of the sacred feminine.
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7 Responses to Divinity on the Road

  1. Pingback: A Good Walk | The Diligent Dilettante

  2. Faye says:

    Great poem. My morning blog reflects IT in some way. thanks.

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  3. Hey, that’s not half bad! I was a bit unsure about where you were going at the start – a lot of poetry seems to start, rather self-indulgently, in a pit, and there it stays, but yours rises quite nicely into a sweet place with The Divinity. Yeah – nice one. 🙂
    Kindness – Robert.

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