Pain enters in silent stream Mocks the ghost of future dream Mind numbed from seeking why Into the bleak the seagulls cry Moon creeps beyond the night Hurting clenches, hard and tight Shadow tiptoes in steps of sorrow Mourns defeat of joy tomorrow As real is etched beyond the stark Seeking bright above the dark As hand implores the distant light My soul is shored to withstand the night
C.J.-this twelve line gem reeks...reeks of Carol! Without a sign, I'd know it was you, always deep and soulful, yet ending strong and upright. A beautiful night light. ;-)
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Enjoyed the read
Fellsman
cj
The soul, reaching for the light in such poetic verse, has managed to transcend the pain and is surely shored to withstand the night
It's simply amazing what we are able to shore when in direct Communion with our very Soul...
Just beautiful.. Bravo!
rob
rob