Predawn of Life
Stillness of the night
Dark, foreboding, searching
Silent wish for a changing
To break the nothing.
A lone energy
Moves about, imagining
The way to self expression
Plan in the making.
Sacrificing all
To end this darkness, and call
The might by love that creates
And the Force took shape.
By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 04.25.10
Copyright © Caroline Cécile Delacroix | Year Posted 2010
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