Fortunerises from the depths where
Darknessonce caressed my soul,
Liftedout from marbled crypt to
Flyon wings of feathered light
Withhope rekindled,
Faithrenewed
Iseek horizons in the distance.
Forestsfall as roads unfold to
Windtheir way in new directions.
Nolonger shall the demons haunt
Norslackers taunt to block my view.
Blessedto know the up-ahead
Holdsno resemblance to the past.
Stridingbold into the sunset
Wheretomorrow is today.
Everyday a new beginning
Offeredon a silver tray.
Published on April 16, 2024 02:26