Fay Slimm.

STIRRING.

 

 

Stirring.

 

Descent to despair reaches
darkest of worlds
but as hurt\'s shadow leaves
fresh urges unfurl.
Hope\'s stirring climbs, unties
pride\'s chained reserve
beckons to light held inside
painful failures first
and as sting pales sad mood
lifts with conversion.
Eyes see life becoming good          
and minds heal hurt
while self-ascendance risiing
proves the reversal.