O Dark Night
what is this new thing
that rolls and tumbles me about
likes stones in ocean waves
uncertain
and abandoned?
O Darkest Sky
why this wind and fury
carried to some tempest place
unknown
like kites are torn from clasping hands and
whisked away?
O Darkest Days
where do you hide eternal
in furied winds and waves
and fleeting hopes?
Come from your hiding place
take your stance
on guard, challenged. uncertain.
and in a moment
defeated.
The Light that rises
slays you all.
Stand Down
S.Bell
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