Standing rooted in shambles
On the floor of my soul
Deep into Oblivion and empty calmness
Thoughts come and go
Chastisement come and go
But the guilt stays
Tending to decay
Causing us all to be soulless
Lifeless, devoid of thoughts
Expressionless, lacking feelings
Losing vision and purpose
But there in the deep empty silence
Comes the invincible light
That flickers at its first glance
Then it iluminates the soul
Spreading joy to the mind
Without leaving out the body
And the face gives a smile
A smile of hope
A smile of faith
A smile that says
My silence isn’t empty anymore.
Beautiful. Best wishes to you.
This is an incredible and compelling description of growth (rebirth).
Thanks. I appreciate