Waking

 

 

Darkness torn, the breaking dawn,

weeping down the furrowed,

face of winters curtain drawn,

dispelling ancient truths borrowed.

 

Dark raven fly, chase the night,

forgotten dreams may fade to grey,

carry sacred secrets beyond the light,

to be remembered another day.

 

 

 

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