It’s Your Theme
Imagination rustles in the breeze
Secrets revealed in the whisper of trees
Tantalizing tales told at dusk’s birth
Soon darkness envelopes this side of the earth
Veiling understanding to all its reasons
Ushering in the coming of night seasons
Here in the dark you hear your heart beat
And summon the courage to finally defeat
Those demons that whisper in your ear
Trying to bring you down through your fear
At last a song is heard at dawns light
Playing the theme of your victorious fight
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Comments1
I don't know why
but after reading that last line
I recalled
the great, late (may he rest in peace)
Robin Williams, screaming
'good morning, Vietnam'
in that iconic role
that depiction of a joyous
fun loving radio jockey
trying to offer a semblance of normalcy
and a shard of hope and gaiety
in amongst war's vile reality..
admittedly, comparing
festive depression to a time of war
is an ignorant gesture
somehow though, I feel the threads
align, at some level..
(a brilliant message and a wonderful read
thanks for sharing dear poet)
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