June 27, 2015

The dust raised by the falling tree 
Once had me blinded, helpless 
My cries were buried by the noise 
Of the earth shaking under its weight. 

Today, it feels like a burden has lifted 
And my soul, once again, takes flight
Into hopes that seemed impossible 
Into dreams that once seemed dead. 

There is still remorse, of course, 
This moment has passed into oblivion. 
But my being feels re-assured that
This heart hasn't lost the ability to feel.

Love is pain, and pain is love,
And love is also the light of day. 
And therefore i must live it, love it, 
For as long as in this world I'll stay.