Awakening poem
Images speak to the eyes,
They tell what mine sees
And these aren’t lies…
If I could express
how I feel today,
It would be like this,
A winged horse of the Apocalypse,
Stripped off the flesh,
nothing but bones
One thing to say :
Carrying my wings,
In a Glorious way.
Stricken, not beaten,
Wearing my crown,
Goodness is victorious
At the end of times !
If you believe,
And I know Who You Are,
Be strong, We are One,
We’ve come this far…
God has spoken :
“What Love has bound,
Will come to pass,
May Peace prevail on earth
at last”
Wiena
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