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Patience
shards of darkness, shattered
in the sun’s blushing whisper
crashing helplessly below
spilling shadows release
while sowing seeds of night
that hide inside themselves
patiently awaiting their prosper
shuffling through sunlight’s dance
to be born into legion once again
in the joyous death of day
Wow this is quite dark and
Wow this is quite dark and boding l. I see demons sporting like wheat saying we are legion waiting to be cast out by the new day and the resurrection... always cleverly constructed and well placed verse! Very affecting!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thanks SSmoothie for the
Thanks SSmoothie for the visit, I'm glad you found this to your liking, it's always nice to see you.
Some striking wordplay blazes
Some striking wordplay blazes throughout this metaphorical perspective on hope and patience. There's an enthralling and radiant unfolding as "shards of darkness" dissipate into "sunlight’s dance"; then the cycle begins again on a note of blissful renewal.
And such an outstanding finale you created in that last line! Loving every moment of this.
I appreciate your kind words
I appreciate your kind words Patricia, thank you very much, it's always a pleasure to have you visit.