Light over Death



am I also your victor?  


Is the end  

a hindsight of things to come? 


Will the end  

bring an unconscious sleep?


Or shall I awake  

into an unceremonious depth? 


Or arise as victors  

from the ashes of our lives? 


Will our souls  

be redeemed  

from the travails  

of daily vice?  


Or shall  

we fancy our dress after the lies?  


Rising above  

cloud and void  

abounding in lonesome and blue,  


Heart grieves 

over a stalemate

at mourning's shore,  

as the tide  

rises to swallow  

the meaning of this life, 


Voice breaks  

as tears  

shed an uncertainty  

laid siege at dawn’s wake  



shield me  

from a plight of unrest, 

as a heavenly host 

of angels and song 


with the arrival of prayer 


O Lord, 

guide my spirit 

over the ledge,

over a desolate

and wanton excess


Sun rising   

in beautiful  

spellbound hues  

shading an evening despair, 

as an emancipating glow  


into the heartbreak of my soul  


O death,  

where is your sting?  


O hollow  

ends of the world  

bound in strife,  

when will you finally arrive? 


Breathing in 

that ceremony 

of peace and mind,

rest assured 

the end to all things 

is in his hands... 

  • Author: Gino (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 11th, 2021 00:20
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    Death is only the start of the wonder that is our future.


    • Gino

      Yes, you're right Goldfinch60, and thanks for your comment.

    • orchidee

      Good write Gino.

      • Gino

        Thank you Orchidee.

      • L. B. Mek

        a tempered example of how faith can be utilised for one's own self-mined reservoir of resolve..
        luckily, other's without faith can similarly cultivate their own version of acceptance and wisdom..
        such be the endless duality of nature's: existence..
        wonderfully worded, a good read

        • Gino

          Thank you L.B. Mek for your wonderful comment. Faith is key when we undergo through such things we cannot handle on our own...

        • Jerry Reynolds

          Uplifting write, Gino.

          • Gino

            Thank you Jerry Reynolds for your comment.

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