Transcendence

Tranquility comes in conditioned terms
Only to those who believe.
Religions had misinterpreted norms
Whereas Earth learnt to grieve.
Generations taught generations Faith
As selfishness doused love.
None saw through all the Hate
Ignorant minds rule now.
I raise hands to a Patient Being
Beautiful. Wise. Omnipotent.
Purity determined a Greater Calling
That willingly chose to lie latent.
Silence slashed deeper than words
Actions saved brutal scarrings
Serenity played well with my chords
Transcendental were my unintended musings.
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-The Violet Woman
Fragments #6
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