My lord, when I had
lost mine eyes, my
heart had rotted of
vanished root
As if I lived
body void of spirit
darkness fuming,
stammering
As if I breathed with
no bones
My unease a
stronger strength than
faith of fathers humble
Can you feel this
broken tremble?
But Light fractured, fighting
calls with quiet grace
"Where there is darkness,
Let there be light"
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
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