Inside Out

by Renegade Angel   Nov 25, 2013


What does it mean to be wise?
When all else has failed, we sequester ourselves into a losing battle of wits and half gaze at the blank page.

To unlock the glory within our bodies and minds so must we look into the eye of the beholder and learn to let go.

We must know the true freedom that is ours,
And we hold it.

Like cradling an infant against our beating breasts.

The loss of battle cannot be as heart wrenching as the loss of ourselves when we look inside, then
inside out.

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