Saturday, June 11, 2011

2007-12-08 Poetry, Raining Light

Raining Light.

Even when the day is
Overcome by darkness
In the night, raining light.

Dripping glints of sparkle
In the air are falling
From a height, splashing bright.

The rain runs on the ground
Like tears are running down
The face of light, crying tight.

The pain runs in our hearts
For each one hurt in heartless
Ways of spite, crushing plight.

Even when our day is
Overcome by darkness
Of the night, raining fright.

Glints of love wash our hearts,
And drops of hope spark our lives,
That soon we might, walk by sight.

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