Every fibre in my being stood still
No connection connected between limb and limb
A wind would pass but I would feel no chill
My aching heart was filled to the brim
My mind a maze to my feels
The lightness in my soul on dim
But suddenly dashing through the mystical dark clouds a light flashes
Thuder dances
Soon to soon
Light of great magnificence speeds with no fear of any crashes
There where it finds me withered and bruised
Broken and
Unmoved
But holds me closely not considering me doomed
From my ugly site it is not amused
I feel it
The joy building slowing like a room well lit
And I cling to it
Knowing this was not the time to quit
Light of life found me
That I must admit
And I embrace it back
Light of life found me
Now I can rest
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PoetryMake way! as the new age of self breaks the old casing. Make way!
