We drift, on a lake
where the edges can’t be seen
we follow each other
in the middle of nothing
We stay together
hypnotized, by the lights
interconnected, like a power-grid, artificially bright.
A few of us,
drift away,
lost in loneliness
lost in darkness
seeking our own source of power
like phosphorescent algae
a light must be powered by something
and we are all attracted to the light
like flies burning up in the fire
Your power, is not created or destroyed
only transferred
So, where does it come from?
People?
Places?
Things?
If you stop giving your energy to people, you will notice, immediately
Solitude, is required
If you stay out of the circus, away from amusements
Boredom, must be overcome
If you rest in the forest, and don’t chop down the trees
Your spirit, will take-on the spirit of the forest
Many are following the rules, not understanding where the rules come from
all the lights
that burn so bright
don’t know
where they are going.
If your light, gets really bright
people will try to take from you
the world believes energy should be exploited
rather than, understood.
When you understand your power, not so easily defined
you have become like God
When power is had
without pride
the people rejoice.
It is only known
when everything is stripped away
in the darkness, we find God
in nothing, we find
what cannot be created or destroyed.
Intellectual Shaman 
i enjoyed this a lot. energy is transferred, overwhelmingly on a subconscious level, until we step into our power and learn to direct our energy consciously, understanding that it is regenerative and under our command.
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Wow! Thoughtful words maddy! Thanks for reading and I’m so glad that you found my blog! 🙂
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We can’t always surround ourselves with all those noises, lights, flashes and thrills we want to all the time, there’s bound to be a moment in time, when everything, quiets down, and at that moment, when everything quieted down, we will then finally know, WHAT we’re, made of.
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Yes indeed, Taurus in Gemini!!! I couldn’t have said it better! As always, thanks for reading and your thoughtful comments!
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As a nerdy type I tend to look to science for answers, and, as would have it, String Theory answers the call. Not to negate anything you said, because I love this poem, not to give you some ammo would there be any lingering doubts.
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Well… I think that if we are sure, we are where we need to be. I love your name Jen and the Furries– and Dogpaddling Through Life! I’m glad that you liked the poem! 🙂
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The name was suggested by a friend whose opinion I value. Thanks!
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This is was most excellent!
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Thanks Corrugated Misery! Love your name! And thanks for reading. 🙂
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