Weed-mender of souls

by neona   Mar 4, 2013


First deep breath
the weed cleansing my lung
Next deep breath
it cleanses my soul

he talks about his escapade
and his ragged broken sole
and here i am thinking
how will he mend the sole
who is the mender of souls

a broken heart can be mend
but what about the broken soul
a soul so evil ripped and bend
what can mend such a blackened soul

and then the deep breaths of weed
transcends mortals of every breed
to that elevated soul-touching high
where the good and the evil together lie

the good the wise then mend his soul
like in those depths come diamonds from coal
and the soul weeded in transcendence
is not just another evanescence..

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  • 12 years ago

    by average thoughts

    Strong piece..

    • 12 years ago

      by neona

      Thanks a lot..:-)

  • 12 years ago

    by L

    I think on this line,

    the weed cleansing my lung

    ^^ it should be lungs?

    • 12 years ago

      by neona

      O ya..my bad..:-)...i just liked the effect of lung better..

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