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The Coming Light

The dream of a day that will end the night And the birth of a cloud come to see the light Such tales will be told as our hearts take flight Such power we find will be true inside The dream of a storm that believes our pain Only enters our minds when it starts to rain Such tales will end once we see this game That such desperate things start when we still blame The dream of a darkness replanting seeds And the end of a heart that held every need Such tales that were spoken became disease And such painful times end our clarity Awaken the dream that recalls our minds That we feel with our hearts through our open eyes With such timeless tales surrounding life It’s hard to believe that we could be blind A new dream is found in the gathering rain The love that I feel now speaks my name And the eyes that reflect speak a million pains But this story can’t end until it starts again The dream of a day that began with night We will live again through whatever skies The tales of timelessly taking flight Is the truth that I find when you are my light

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 10/8/2008 3:16:00 AM
Great flow to this poem. Really made me think. Good job
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