Risen above from the ground of Christ,
Lived to seed, flourish and amaze.
To glorify the role of all the little lights
And into the warm, beloved Sun - we gaze.
To prosper from a horrifying wound,
To mourn but not get depressed,
To live in an outspoken world,
Where we are the champions! But I digressed.
Flowing through the air we so happily are,
When we spot all the little lights leading to hope.
When I flourish, I will be a star!
And with me, the darkness will fade.
But when we cry heavily at sunrise
And curse the long streets of Milan,
We lose our future from where it had lied,
And forced to catch it, we should be cursing the ungrateful man.
Deep in the darkness
All the little lights hide,
So that from all our mistakes
We could go follow God's right side.
And fly!
And stand!
And flourish!
All at the reach of my hand!
-The hand created by God.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Spiral Lights: Into the Unknown
Poesía"The healthy dead had once walked alive, only to turn a lifetime into a year. Fitting insanity into a needed tide and loom at its great love to fear. So remember the day, remember the night, Flowing, but lifeless, yet bright. Walking beside you, un...
