The darkest part of my life
soars by in the sky
like the black thundercloud
that you never saw coming
like the dark tornado
devouring the light
and destroying all happy
all hope is lost
all hope is gone
though through the storm
the melody comes
the singing melody of the savior
as it floats in through the clouds
it is followed by the flying white falcon
the falcon of hope
she creates hope in the storm
there is always hope.
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So much imagery. I hope one day that you publish your work. I love it!
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