All of the seminars we've been having have brought to mind for all of us the struggles many people have gone through and continue to go through in their lives. This is something I wrote thinking of those who have struggled or suffered.
sunshine
(a song from the moonlight)
by Grant Fawcett
In sunshine boils fear,
of life and death;
a crimson streaming tear.
My life is but a stain,
an irk of wreck;
a plight of searing pain.
To walk a lonely trail,
dare not look back;
the sunshine does assail.
A shadow lies in wait,
a brightness dark;
the silent creaking gate.
Behold the sunshine burns,
dark waste made bare;
set deep in memory churns.
An ugly missing scar,
inside my face;
though buried not too far.
To heal in pain of light,
a nothing chase;
by grace and not by might.
In shades of let it be,
a silent fate;
and no one weeps for me.
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