Dilantha Gunawardana


The Power Of Bare


You can downsize my dreams
To mere bread crumbs
But I will transmute to a sturdy ant
Carrying my lofty dreams
On my bare shoulders……….

You can tear down the fabric of my life
To mere fragments of cloth
Yet I will transform myself to a needle
To spin the tapestry of my life
With my bare cyclopean eye…………

You can dishevel my body
Of my garments of honor
Yet I will rise like a mythological god
To prosper in my birth stitch
In the bareness of shame…………

You can whip me like a slave
Prostrating on his two knees
Yet I will rise with my Spartacan spirit
To navigate the chariot of my dreams
With my two bare hands………….

Submitted: Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013

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