29-05-2016.

 

Even in the most reverent sky,
Grows wrathful clouds
That cause our hearts to numb,
And our souls to cripple.

Fear not, Love.

For behind those engraved shadows,
Is a star that gives light.

A light that radiates color,
A color that paints beauty,
And a beauty that voices hope.

 

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