Two Great Cities of Hope

Two Great Cities of Hope 9/30/09 She dwells in the city of perpetual light. Born of those who are eternally bright. She will continue to rule and undeniably shine. Someday I will make her irrevocably mine. Her place is in the heavens with wings of angels wrapped around. Among the powerful stars she is home and unending peace surrounds. Holiness exudes from her royal blood. Always doing more then what she should. Mistakes don't follow her where she goes and she owns no shadow for she glows. I live in the city of never ending night. Learning to survive in the absence of light. Clinging to the dark like a madman who is blind, searching with unblinking eyes trying to find the one person who can give me peace of mind. How can daytime mix with night? How can she belong to shadow and smoke? It is but a dream and a whisper for which I fight. Is it comprehensible or is it a very subtle joke? I know something all the others do not. There is a switch inside that can be turned. We all have light within us but most forgot. If only we can remember all we have learned. I was there when when light and dark embraced. I recall the feeling of naked hope and elation. The blackness dissipated that we had all faced. Our two great cities merged and melded into one. We collide