The winds they blow
Toss about
Grip not firm
So filled with doubt
Pitch and turbid
Waters deep
Reach and pull
From darkest sleep
Battle on
The way is clear
Though never simply
Straight or near
Look inside
Gaze deep and true
Find the trace
What once was you
The Grace, the glow
Never fled
Ignite and kindle
Night abed
From murky sleep
Stretch and yawn
Awaken now
To lambent dawn
© Lisa Rapose (2010)
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