Tuesday, October 25, 2005

My Hope

Pain runs wildly
It's power broken
Pieces fall away as it shatters
All at the sound of Your name

Darkness is left with no stronghold
The light shines into every crevice
Wounds once hidden are now visible
Healing begins with their exposure

Turmoil ceases and peace sets in
Anguish is left with no handhold
It scratches and claws to no avail
As it falls to the place it belongs

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