Wednesday, November 10, 2010



Sometimes the night
overtakes the day
as if morning
has surrendered it's sun.
Sometimes a grey mist
obscures the dawn
the light
struggling and forlorn.
Sometimes our hearts
flawed and failed
are restless
anxious,
dark,
our thoughts
submerged
in weakness
and fear
hopeless, helpless.
lost.
sometimes what is known,
what is precious and dear
takes it's time
to sing and dance.

And sometimes
the dawn,
the light,
and peace
returns
once again
with
joy.

Sometimes I forget
I fail to see,
whilst a captive
I am free.

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