Edge of Pain
Cloud clumps drape the sun of morn
The gorgeous gift of silver-lined art
New day gets at the edge of storm.
Mist of agony the still time sustains
Ecstatic radiance of soul in divine light
Revived life finds at the edge of pain.
August 10, 2021
For Contest A Strand (1051) of Brian Strand
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2021
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