A blackened soul stays so cold. Is there warmth?
She needs closure.
A life she once knew was so cold.
She looked within herself to find saving grace, a safe place.
She found something as warm as the Son.
Her soul is set free. Now she is warm.
She stays put in silence, now confused in the light she has longed for.
A new dimension approaches. She has finally broken the silence.
She wants to be heard! She wants to be heard!
Through everlasting eternity where she can be so free.
Her soul is now as a bird.
Copyright © Jewels DeNyle | Year Posted 2015
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