Loki Project: Day 2
Smoke rises
Plumes crawling, scrawling
A hand taps a keyboard
A hand swings a sword
Slings, arrows, words
A torrent of bile
A flood of fools
Hate pours over
Yet You endure
It is not a word, even a phrase
The determination to live
A balefire in the belly
A quaking in the bones
A yearning in the groin
So let your Fire fall upon me
If You will it
You have shown me so much love
Paths I would not have seen
Without Your push
So I will endure
To do right by You
Even if Your eyes avert
And the only one who sees
Is I
Categories: Loki Project, Poetry, Spirituality
devotional, Loki, poem
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