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Aug 04, 2009
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Shattered Light
out of the void comes light
liquid white
and it is good
graceful and effortless
form pours forth
love’s tears of joy or sorrow
radiate ever downwards
noiseless and nimble
passing through the prism
of rainbows for tomorrow
hoary glow silvers in the wake
scatters satin linings over new clouds
twisting then the way of dark expression
toward mankind
en masse humanity
stained glass images lie shattered
cracked
strewn over cold marble floors
and swept into dark corners
calamity waits in shadow
light hides out in exile
extinguished
in absence of color
faith tattered
spark in the eye
gone like one forgotten
stars fall on dead men walking
day and night spirits defeated cry
save me for I am blind
majesty turns pride inside out
beams that cannot be swallowed
sucking truth back into existence
hurling down to the black hole
all things rotten
hush
listen to the rustling prayer
flashings of feathered wing
muses rousing to revelation
the crooks of darkness
exposed at first light
walls fall down with a shout
of bright resistance
stained glass images dapple white across
the purified and shining land
then we shall wake up and dance
by the word
spoken
Lord
liquid white
and it is good
graceful and effortless
form pours forth
love’s tears of joy or sorrow
radiate ever downwards
noiseless and nimble
passing through the prism
of rainbows for tomorrow
hoary glow silvers in the wake
scatters satin linings over new clouds
twisting then the way of dark expression
toward mankind
en masse humanity
stained glass images lie shattered
cracked
strewn over cold marble floors
and swept into dark corners
calamity waits in shadow
light hides out in exile
extinguished
in absence of color
faith tattered
spark in the eye
gone like one forgotten
stars fall on dead men walking
day and night spirits defeated cry
save me for I am blind
majesty turns pride inside out
beams that cannot be swallowed
sucking truth back into existence
hurling down to the black hole
all things rotten
hush
listen to the rustling prayer
flashings of feathered wing
muses rousing to revelation
the crooks of darkness
exposed at first light
walls fall down with a shout
of bright resistance
stained glass images dapple white across
the purified and shining land
then we shall wake up and dance
by the word
spoken
Lord
— deelilah, Aug 04, 2009
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barbsdad2003
16 years 10 months ago
Wonderful!
deelilah
16 years 10 months ago
Thank you Chuck
barbsdad2003
16 years 10 months ago
I had ...