When shall the light return
When shall in time the truth we learn
While all within us doth burn
Shall we but ne'er turn
Broken inside
This shattered soul
Hath nowhere to hide
Cannot this pain
Prolonged
Bring anything
But suffering
Clutching at the cracks
Peaking out of this shell
Bound within torment
Torment of hell
Twill not this blazed heat
Scarce but lift from my feet
While all around tis burning
Yet yearning something near and far
Longing to be near to anything at all
Anything whether great or small
Choking on these shards of sand
Cutting in
Seeping within the solace
That perchance had never been
The mind plays against itself
None is without its tortured game
Selfish endeavored
Arrogance leads
All its ways are to its own
Earthly praise
Shall hope
Ever hopelessly
Evade our way
Or ist still
Some shade (at least)
To cool the drought
Of despair
If only
In loneliness
Find our way
Lead back
To a quieter day
Where morning sunrise
Did twinkle our eyes
Back when the days
Seemed easier
To gaze
Out into longing
Fulfilling our dream
Though not quite knowing
What it might bring
Grace hath severed
All earthly desires endeavored
And paid in full
All that had bound us
Breaking the bonds
Bearing the pain
All for us
That we should gain
Hope of tomorrow
And tomorrows ahead
Restoring the joy
By which once
Were we fed
So onward
Onward we tread
Into the sunlit
Pathway ahead
-Joshua Lee Foist
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
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