Anasyil

Glory of Light

Away from me,

ashes of the past.

Return to the ground,

never return,

Away from me,

shards of broken glass.

Picking them up

results in scars.

Away from me,

loneliness and despair. 

I refused to feed darkness

with blood and tears.

Away from me,

shackles of limitations.

Wings of freedom,

I soar through skies!

Away from me,

darkness that lies.

I now stand with

glory of light.