Finding Myself Again
A lamppost mirrors my frame drooping
while I close my eyes, awaiting morn
to flicker on spoiled dreams: till angelic whispers
begin a hymn through pin-points
of notes along sedate trees;
yet, the fire from my belly breathes
again like an orange wave...
how in this open pain, a light draws
me close to hope's rebirth
within a new world,
feeding my roots , my veins
borne from self-love..again.
"We can't be so desperate for love that we forget
where we can always find it; WITHIN.”
? Alexandra Elle
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The Most Important Event In Your Life
Contest Sponsor:Nayda Ivette Negron
10/7/2015
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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