Perception
Darkness looms and clouds appear,
a search for choices no one near.
A door is shut, or so it seems...
then suddenly, perception gleams,
a new way out!
Rains appear and shadows fall,
and in time, a feeling small,
begins to lurk within...
then prayer conceives a new perception,
once again.
Rains continue on a theme,
of hammer blows, an endless stream.
A wear and tearing of the heart...
until an ending nears.
The time it passes, birds still sing,
and once again perception brings
the dawning...
of a brighter day.
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