Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Rebirth

Cold. Quiet. Black.
Nothing stirs,
Nothing lives,
The charred remains
Scatter.

Obsolete. Bleak. Despair.
Emptiness alone
Could break
The tired soul
Completely.

Hope. Doesn't. Exist.
Or so
It seems.
Could that be
Light?

Hinting. Peaking. Growing.
Slowly now,
Increasingly so,
The light is
Spreading.

Bright. Strong. Blinding.
Siezing pieces.
Begin rebuilding.
The world is
Healing.

Life. Love. Peace.
Calm serenity
Teaming life
Newly discovered love
Reigns.

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