Today marks a continuation of <br />my blazing accent of enlightenment. <br />With a tedious eye I vanquish <br />the demon taunting my peripheral <br />of lamentable memories and efforts <br />torn asunder before grateful fruition. <br /> <br />The path that leads to your door <br />fills me more than leaden prayers <br />or matchbook agendas disposable. <br />My growth thrives in your beacon, <br />offering a glimpse of manifested <br />hope behind the shadow of suspicion. <br /> <br />Blood pumps steady regardless <br />of my demeanor, yet now such <br />automation lends fruit to your tree <br />for seeing in me more than potential <br />or flaw when I rail aggressive at <br />the imperfection of each breath of life.<br /><br />John Weber<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fault-line-breaking/
