Our EndA Poem by BudWas it not a light in darkness That gave sight to these barren eyes Seeing nothing more than deserted plains Filled with mounds of wilted life, wasted away? Did not that same light encourage hope Within a hopeless soul allowing it to find a promise In a brighter tomorrow cresting a fiery horizon, If only given the proper time for manifestation? Behold! Here is testament of that very light. A light that shines upon each of our souls, daily. Behind every dark cloud, every drop of rain, Light does work towards our salvation… If not our end. © 2011 BudReviews
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