The Dark Night Of The Soul

When we are in the dark night of the soul,

We gasp and flounder within this hole

Of mire and darkness, with no light,

But hark, look up and see the sight,

Of smiling angel faces true.

Holding hands and beckoning you,

To rise above the darkness tight,

Fly and flow, into the light.

Once more to find our love's true end,

As thro' Universe, our footsteps wend.

To free the soul, from darkness black.

Taking us forward, to never look back,

But forward always into the peace,

And joy and calm as horrors cease.

And then we turn and head for home,

Until once more, our steps will roam.

poem by Rosi Caswell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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