A shadow drifts where light lay,
A wandering heart lost its way.
The endless street & silent skies,
It seeks a truth that never replies.
The star above are cold, withdrawn,
The night too heavy to lean upon.
Every echo rings, yet no voice calls,
Only silence fills the hollow halls.
Dreams like ashes slip through the hand,
Footprint fade in shifting sand.
The world moves on, yet still they stand,
A stranger in crowded land.
But even a soul adrift, unknown,
Can find a spark to guide it home.
For darkness trembles when hope ins near,
And lost souls learn the path is clear.
A peaceful dove, flies away,
As a messenger angle to stay.
A task is set, to heal her soul,
A life complete, mind and spirit whole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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