It's Time
The dust has settled.
The wall is down.
I stand in the ruins
of my old town.
But every stone
Is a brand new start.
It's time to rebuild
With a heavy heart.
I lift the bricks.
I leave the night.
I'm building upward
Into the light.
The road is long
The wind is cold.
I will not change
As I grow old.
I turn my face.
I take the stride
No looking back
At what has died.
A brand new day.
A steady pace
I find my strength
In this new space.
The shadows fade.
The horizon clears
I stand above
My oldest fears.
It's time to rise
The dark is done.
I step into
The golden sun.
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