Wednesday, May 17, 2017


Posted by Adele Hattingh at 11:20 PM
There's a majestic light that shines
From the weary way up ahead
Hearts racing
A million questions per second
In my somnolent mind

A hope that builds
As words converse by itself
As we walk towards the luminescence
Of the once darkened path

A little flash
Leaving the darkness behind
The confusion
The stench of misguidance
The ache of set apartness


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