"Greatness"

I hold you in great esteem
no matter the mood

It is not important whether your words
slight daggers of painful knowns

Or if they swell up in tears of
laughter and joy

It is all the same beautiful day
lest light or dark, dawn or dusk

For in this ever present state,
one is drawn to truth

And oft the weary traveler,
the dedicated soldier of life,
will lay down his head and cry tears of contempt

Not to stir the darkness but to lay waste what he holds dear -
to tempt what he does not understand inside himself

It is then that he receives the greatest miracle of ALL
It is then that the silence becomes filled with what his soul understands

So that he may proceed into Greatness.

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