In the Darkest Hour

In the darkest hour,
The soul is replenished
New strength is given
A new chance and opportunity
Just to retrace steps.

In the darkest hour,
Mind, spirit, soul and body is at rest
Giving room fopr fresh thoughts.
Another chance for a change.
A new dawn...

In the darkest hour,
When the hearts saddened 
With a grief of the day,
The night brings endurement for the soul...
To withstand through the test of time.


IN THE DARKEST HOUR...!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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