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Power of Passion
Reaching into the depths of my soul,
The power of passion.
Driving me to new heights of exploration,
The power of passion.
Touching my heart with energy and creativity,
The power of passion.
Surging, overflowing the banks of containment,
The power of passion.
Shouting the cries of freedom,
Of empowerment,
Of passion,
Of love.
I look into the creative process that drives me to write these words.
This muse is not some dainty fairy, flitting from flower to flower;
But it is a raging bull seeking an outlet into the world.
Busting down the walls I built to protect me from myself.
My cries rise up from the billowing ashes of the destruction of my castle;
That edifice that contained all my dignity, my emotions, my secrets.
As this passionate muse took a battering ram to the walls of the vault.
Touching the painful areas without the fear,
The power of passion.
Tasting sweet freedom with its delightful sprinkles,
The power of passion.
Destroying the stronghold of my ego's secrets,
The power of passion.
Unlocking the dragon within my heart and setting him free,
The power of passion.
Shouting the cries of freedom,
Of empowerment,
Of passion,
Of love.
26Dec08
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