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Written for the Poet's Mailbox Campfire |
THE PROMISE He can give no love, his bitterness consumes his soul and eats away at his sanity, in nightmares he does not see hope or the promise. Crumpled version of a lost soul can only be changed by forgiveness, moving on and away from the pain. He fights to live for another day. His list of loves found and lost grows longer as he reaches out, once more trying to restore his faith in what should be a forever thing. Late night, stars in heavens shine down on the man as he struggles with inner demons, captured by all the things in the world gone wrong. Sinking down, breathing his last breath in an unkind, uncaring world, he is surrounded by brilliant light as God's hand reaches to claim him. That is the promise! No matter the trials and tribulations of earth, the pain and suffering ends at last. One by one we are brought home. Countrymom 1/18/08 |