Saturday, September 20, 2014

Clean slate

Sometimes the world goes mad  
And war and death are everywhere
Sometimes those with heart
Get their hearts broken
And the pieces scatter here and there

In the carnage and devastation
They look around
Searching for all the remnants 
Of life, of love, of happiness
And they start to gather them up

Those with faith and hope will scavenge
Every last piece from the wreckage
In the aftermath they will sit
With patience and courage
And turn their insides to gold

Like the ore facing the furnace
They will burn for many moons
Suffering the transformation
Enduring the pain
Until it is time to rebirth

Like a Phoenix they will rise again
To another heaven
To a new day
To a new way
To a new hope
To a new love


They will find all that was lost
And it will be even better
Stronger and more refined 
Than what was before
And just like that 
The slate will be wiped clean again 

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