In my darkest hour the night was long
When fireflies hid and no cicada song
And the Moon refused to lend it’s light
That was the time I thought I had died
Not a single screech from the cricket heard
Nor the chirping of the nightingale bird
Not a slightest breath of the night breeze
Nor a brush of my lover’s kiss
Then came forth light, a ray from above
Breaking through the clouds like a search light
Bringing hope and bringing love
Breathing new life into the dead night
Suddenly the wind was blowing
The clouds began to clear away
I knew that was my new beginning
That God had given me another day
- M@t@Maya ( © 28-04-2010)
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