Some days are easy
to survive
the endless fall
into the rabbit’s hole;
Some days
are but impossible
to listen to the demons songs
into the damned land.
There are no signs,
no clues to follow
into the darkness
of this ancient tomb.
There is no light
nor clear path to follow,
the damned voices
always hunt one’s down.
The only temple
is the mind
the lighter is the soul
(supposedly) immortal.
The only dormant glow
is inside
the only heat
is in the ever heavy heart.
The light is love
and love is knowledge
it lights the light
of aching hearts.
When freed by love
and lit by knowledge,
the souls is free ,
it meets with God.
As God is love.
He is pure knowledge.
He heals with light
and love for all. 
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