Seen Under the Sunlit Sky

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A continuation of Seen Under the Silent Night Sky



Regret and shame, inside the tomb,

I stood sentinel day and night

For fear and anxiety posit a thought,

'They are immortal,

Don't let your guard down.'


Dawn arrived, soft shards of light,

Sun's warmth, a sweet caress

Yonder in the moor of past,

Compassionate rain pours,

For all its faults,

It did build me strong.


Land of the present,

It's full of voices

Voices that anchor me

As the shovel's digs

Once sealed the inner cracks.


Four walls house us,

Opposite the tomb

Four walls shield me,

The tomb a tale of yore.


Four arms keep me afloat,

With promise of love

Four arms keep me afloat,

With promise of more.

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