Being human
is strange
and difficult.
Within each one of us
hides a divinity
clothed as
an terrible beast.
To befriend the pent up power,
to wrap your arms around
to rub the rough hair
opens the gate
to a successful failure.
How do we do this?
You say,
love yourself
and others
the same.
Know I am
the beast of gold
inside the terror,
kingly peace
and sublime magic
in the raw power.
Ian Trousdell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/creativity-hides-a-divinity/
