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The Bearer

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Cosmic Thought

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Date Posted: 19:31:13 03/16/02 Sat
Author Host/IP: fozzy.uwyo.edu/129.72.62.10

The darkness echoed when I awoke
from restless dreams in a blurry cloak
What I found was nothing like me
but a deranged hermit in a turbulent sea

His boat lined with an inch of rust
formed from years of wanderlust
His beard encrusted with grains of salt
and body bombarded by a relentless assault

You could see it in his crazed eyes
and in the dark clouds of the skys
a tourtured soul devoid of hope
overwhelmed by a world of grand scope

A giant world he couldn't hide from
though he was unwilling to succumb
to all those people that did him wrong
and to those he felt he didn't belong

He must avoid them at all cost
or his glorious cause would be lost
He would keep his entity pure
Untainted by societies lure

He was running from a place
with ideals he considered disgrace
with their ways he did object
his way of life he must protect

Where he should go he did not care
as long as he didn't have to share
that wich was his and his alone
that of wich to all else was unknown

Fatigue set in, he could not fight
the fallen path into the night
A psychic vortex of spiriling fear
the end of his flight soon to be near

Becoming weak he did not give
he still possessed the will to live
He drew upon a holy strength
and managed to give his life more length

The sirens tried to call him in
but his strength was Herculian
His actions went against the gods
he was victorious against all odds

None shall ever overcome
His will power in all its sum
An individual he will stay
Others' words have no power to sway

Enchanted by this strange new power
and a lack of fear,a taste so sour
The winds of change now caught his sail
encouraged by a will never to fail

He found tranquility in his heart
able now to face the world in part
A strange new phase now began his life
No longer hiding in the shadow of strife

He now set out with a broad grin
Having conquered what barren within
Limitless possibilities now to explore
Yet another daunting chore

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Subject	Author	Date
Re: The Bearer	Lori S. Maynard	15:20:11 03/17/02 Sun