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Sat 20 Aug, 2005 09:51 am
Colors swirl,
bending,
blending,
light surrounds the spark
radiating, illuminating everything around,
uncovering the darkness so often shed,
the purpose of this reality is to help,
to embrace,
embrace the weak at heart,
the weak of will,
to bring forth a renaissance,
the revolutionize the human spirit,
to make the weak, strong..
to make the sick healthy again,
and to make the hurt, fully restored to their full potential.
Welcome, Lex and a Florida friend. A lovely free verse poem, and one that is, indeed, healing.
thanks
Thanks Letty! Honestly, this poem was exactly how I was feeling. Actually, most of the time. Just felt like getting it out and into words.
Thanks again.