Black birds in stormy sky

As they worship the sun,

She prays for rain.

When the dark clouds come,

Her heart soars with power

For this grace she created.

Hour after hour, day after day,

The storm washes away

Everything that was,

Including her pain.

Her tormentors pass on,

Drowned in the night;

Four birds cut through the sky,

As dawn starts to break.


Image from Sue Vincent.

Written for the Daily Echo.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

9 responses to “Soar

  1. A wonderful poem, Paula.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Love this poem. A little different from your usual style! 👏👏👏

    Liked by 1 person

  3. I love this Paula. And I agree with the comment above. Different to your usual style.

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  4. Pingback: Photo prompt round-up: Soar #writephoto | Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

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