AT LASTA Poem by saunved Life is mountain which rises as soon as its fall ends...
At last,
here I am, the way I was, steady, stable, ready...able! At last, here I am... and look, my hand stays put, and it trembles not in pain or pleasure, it fears no lies, nor the truth! At last, here I am... like a Captain back from War, a smile on my face, grim and steady, eyes, deep and sad. At last, like a phoenix, I sing in pleasure, of the beauty, that is life... and like a phoenix, I rise from the ashes, and I embrace the skies divine! © 2012 saunved |
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