The way out
In the vacuum of despair and darkness
overcast with hopelessness and desert gloom,
the blackness of my life turned into a blind alley
of abandoned and decrepit incapacity,
you kindled something of a ray
that turned into a dominating lightning,
growing to full glorious daylight sunshine,
which since then has been my solace,
actually my only spiritual comfort.
Stay that way, my love, abide with me
and never fade again into the shadows that you came from
of atrocious sufferings and bad experience,
and it will be my pleasure to sustain you
by all means with all my heart;
and thus perhaps we might turn all existence
and the world into a better place.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2010-06-23 at 16:10
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