Wed, 08/23/2017 - 10:34 -- mar0jus

The moon paints over the sun

And reverses all emotion

As day turns into night

Your fears begin to take flight

Mystery reveals itself

In the dust on your bookshelf

The whirling changes spin you around

And you are enveloped in the sound

Of mourning doves singing

And cleansing bells ringing

Light shines through even in the darkest of times

And you are being forgiven for your crimes

And even in the cool shadow of my past

I knew that the pain would not last

This poem is about: 
Our world


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