Dry your veins from evil things -
Your soul you cannot destroy;
Tis yours indeed, you will see -
It has all been but a ploy.
A challenge, it is, your life -
An ambitious soul, you are;
Rise up and walk back to light -
You have simply wandered too far.
Your mission, before you, lies -
In wait for your humble retrieval;
From the land of hell, now rise -
Not for you, this place of evil!
Take my hand, and we will walk -
Back where you heart awaits;
Many are left, yet to be saved -
Will you leave them to their fates?
Release the fear, my fallen dear -
Your victory is so very near;
The star I light for you tonight -
Things are not as they appear.
Copyright Beth Layne 2009
2 comments:
Beth,
Hello - have not spoken to you in a while. Beautiful poem. I love coming to your site and reading!
Pamela
I love the imagery I get from your poems. Amazing. I'm glad that I found your blog as well =]
~Bryan
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