Light melted into the deepest parts of Self,

drowned darkness in silent, seductive smile,

washed through the doubts and fears of night;

quenched Soul’s deep, abiding, hidden thirst.

Dropping in that deliquescent dance of hope,

rising high on salted waves of new possibility,

crashing down through depths as yet unknown;

so was then made bright the blackened heart.

Heralding like song released by shining birds,

moments of pure, liquid,  sweet imaginings,

then did grace illuminate with forgotten joys;

quietly did psyche settle and begin again to sing.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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