Friday, November 11, 2011

The Night Has Passed

Awake the morning with my tears
Forgot why I was crying
Stumble, throw the shades apart
See! The sun is rising!

Remember something dark
…….and distant
A struggle in the night.
Evil laughter, faceless voice
A solitary fight.

Locked in mortal battle
My enemy and I
He swore the dark shall overcome
I held on to my hope.

As sunlight floods my bedroom
All this I recall
Paling before a golden sun
The night has passed away. 

1 comment:

My quick report
Your tender rebuke
Three wise-men