We need to walk straight, with our spine erect. There's no other way. We need to know ourselves - what keeps us abreast of ourselves, beyond the bullshit requirements of the world.
 
There's the sinister expectation of people who plant redemption of their failures on us, and coat it in aphorisms both sweet and compelling. We are sold because we love people and hope to keep them happy. We feel it's incumbent that those who reach out to us are a challenge, a benediction, an opportunity, a duty to be addressed.
 
There couldn't be bigger lies.
 
We need to cease being reflected glory. We need to own ourselves.  We need to find our own catastrophes and disasters. The springs and the geysers, the continental drift and the tectonic plates, the fissures and the gush. Because in the entirety of our acceptance lies the way to find new skies. We need to become a bold moon not afraid to challenge the sun in a morning sky.
 

If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on moons an d suns  - 

Mornings (as entry points to life)
Recalibrating Dawns
As We Meet Again At The End of The Day


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The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -

Walking Towards the Light by Musiclfiles
Majestic Autumn by Musiclfiles

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