Jeffersonv

Rain, Drips, gives life to dry lands. Gives life to planted seeds. Gives life, in everything.

Dark morning, stood before me, Sa I, Watched, Observed, Waiting for the morning light, Believing, Hoping, that the darkness within my soul, may vanish, I stand strong, Waiting, For my shadowy figure to be lighted, For my soul to be enlightened, For the light, Like the sunrise, Which creeps slowly in the horizon. For he envelops the dark, and replaces it with hope, I waited, For the candle of my life, Be lit, Happiness may embrace me, Longing to live, As Free as I can be!