SOON TO RISE




SOON TO RISE
~ Jezkoy

Sullen shade of sky 
my woeful world it wraps. 
Guileless gaze it mars,
faithful hope it dies

Cold shoulders blanket my bygone glee
bitter tears guzzle I in depths for free. 
Trust, Faith, Love, Hope
Pilgrims are they
In the poorest land 
of your nightfly abundance.

Oh, the Hearty shards that fell the ground!
Shoeless feet in bloody pace
Fragments of innocent soul
with dying sobs combined.

Yet glisters grace 
amidst the valleys of darkness.
sends its lonely winds to breathe 
the consoling sighs of griefs.

Oh, those ravens that cares
Proves much that the Lord
in my tears really is there. 

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