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RESURRECTION
Hidden spaces, silent places
held deep within the soul
Drifting in oblivion
slipping into a black hole.
Crying out, with painful fallout
lonely spirit ripped apart
clawing, crawling upward again
to find a brand new start.
Feet unsteady, but mind is ready
to clutch at brand new worlds
Eyes behold, wee smiles creep
as new found strength unfurls.
Hands reach, towards friends that teach
of happiness that can abound
Borrow from their strength and kindness
to find the even ground.
~LadyHawke~
{SK}
© June 14, 2001
This has content. I just wrote a poem about resurrection but it is very general. When reading yours it has so much meaning about the birth. I love it.