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Tuesday 3 September 2013

Sunrise

I am waiting
For sunrise,
A nip has chilled
The air,
And darkness
Fills my soul.

I am waiting
For sunrise,
A distant dream
It seems,
In fever haunted nights.

I am aching
For sunrise,
A moment of peace,
Relief,
As pain becomes
A friend.

I am aching
For sunrise,
The warmth
And healing power,
Now lives
A world away,
And I am dying
Hour by hour.

At last I feel
The sunrise,
First rays
Dance over my skin.

At last I feel
The sunrise,
White night
Becomes
Day grey,
And I am ready
To live,
Again.

Now I see
My sunrise,
Tears refresh
The eyes.

Now I see
My sunrise,
A light breeze
Has filled
The air,
I live for this,
I stand
And smile,
It's time for me
To fly.













(Image: Google)

-I guess this one could be seen as a sequel to 'Sleepless', which is why I've put them together...

#helenswriting

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