Something Just The Same

 So here it all is. Something so new yet so familiar to me. I start with nothing and find myself building to something new and grand!I feel as though I am an undefined mind in an endless search to reach such a point of definition and creativity to where my heart and my soul basks in the beauty of it all! The feeling of freedom, the definition which you will not find in any dictionary, is immense. all there is to do is bathe in it's intensity, joy, and everlasting peace. It's just nice to feel something again, even if it hurts sometimes.

for angels do not shine, without a tear to glint their eye,
nor beauty travels in furs and fine dining,
Loves honesty shall not be spoken without a memories lie,
for do we speak in beauty, for once our eyes we saw frieght,
and do we wish in vein for it's worldly wonders,
  grieving for a mind which is not our own,
and setting the boundaries of the soul,
wings that are clipped before flight.
 © 2011 Robin Plaisance

It's just a random poem I put together. Basically I'm trying to say that without the bad there would be no realization of self and true meaning to who you are that will build you to a good person. Also I'm saying that the biggest downfall with that is not accepting yourself and always wanting to be something your not. "wings clipped before flight"