Friday, 7 August 2009

In Hope

It's dark in here
but I have a light for you
a blight appeared
in the creeping night
but something still
is true, we live,
we breathe and do,
but for the while we live
and the branches sing
in exaltant washes pleasing
to the gentle ear
that softly hears
a summer song
they sway their way
between the breeze and
fear abides then goes away
tears dry and sighs
allieviate and change
always change
nothing stays
but the remains
of the broken nows
that sit shattered
and hey,
yes, it is dark in here
but your words
can warm a soul
your deeds
fulfil a role
in easing the dread
in pleasing the eyes
in passing the time
until we are dead
and buried soundless
and without breath in us
so please,
believe
that your fight
is important and brave
and the tide of the night
forgot and forgave
so don't be dragged under
and please know
that you have a light
somewhere below
the ache and the mire
and go
be happy
be good
be you.

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