Biography

BIOGRAPHY

With a naive foolishness I missteered my age
As brick by brick I built around myself a prison
Finding myself in chains I screamed my rage
Today a calmer balance brings me wisdom

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For Kim, with love.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on October 26, 2014, in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 14 Comments.

  1. how wonderful
    to peacefully remove that wall ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. Thank you for your support and cheering me on.

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  3. A reaction of rage that seems quite reasonable and the solution of release done in peaceful contemplation. Beautiful. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  4. I’m not sure about the wisdom part but otherwise I could have written this.

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  5. dawnofdivinerays

    Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays.

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  6. Thankful for the last line. It’s painful breaking through that brick wall….

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