Sometimes in life we find a cause,
A cause worthy of our very life.
We would die for this belief,
Fight and suffer for it.
It is pure, and through it
We are Pure.
That is the problem.
Not all of us are so enlightened,
Not all of us have a cause,
Not all of us are Pure.
When the corrupt stand in our way
It is then we must fight.
But when the corrupt are our Brothers and Sisters?
Shattering to Hope, this Truth may be,
And it is then we must suffer.
Suffering is the greatest test of the Divine,
It is the Holy Fire, and we are the iron.
We must enter the Flames, and endure them.
If we endure these Flames, we come out stronger,
No longer iron but steel, sturdier for our lack of impurities.
Yet if we falter, if we burn, if we fail to endure
We crumble and become as nothing
Ashes in the wind.
So let this suffering embrace you, and embrace it back,
For as the pain hurts you, it ruins your imperfections
And leaves you stronger.
Struggle on, Wayward One
Become the steel of Divine will,
Spread Light in a world swallowed in Shadow.
Bring Purity back to those who have wandered,
For no one else will.
...OR...
Allow this to consume you,
Be the ashes in the wind.
Drift away into Oblivion,
And let the Shadows win.
Author notes
Please don't discard my words. I am not of any church, but I do believe strongly in God. I have spoken to the Divine, and have been told I am going to Hell for believing it. I know what it is to suffer the impurities of others, to hate yourself for it.When I read your prompt these words entered my mind, spoken to and through me. I shiver even now cold and weakened for my connection to what is More. It is like this everytime I feel like I have spoken to the Spirits, the Gods, or the Divine. Please don't discard my words as the ramblings of a Pagan/Heathen. Know that I write only in the hope of bringing Hope back to someone who, as I belive I learned from your words, once brought Hope to others.
Good Luck, and please don't give up. No matter what name Man may lable God, no matter what Church's Halls may comfort you, the Divine is more than any of us understands. What is More will never abandon you, so long as you don't abandon yourself.
Please feel free to message me if you want to talk...I have some very zealous friends from the Faith of Christ who have suffered much for their belifes...I stood by them and I will help you if I can.
My name is Nick, by the by, in case speaking to "Reaper-117" seemed less meaningful under these circumstances.
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I love these lines:
"Struggle on, Wayward One
Become the steel of Divine will,
Spread Light in a world swallowed in Shadow.
Bring Purity back to those who have wandered,
For no one else will."
Very beautiful and effective!
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