Shadows are but a distorted reflection of light. It cannot corrupt unless we give it life and believe it alone, has the power to do so.


Sunlight Through the Shadows

Shadows creep down stairs of frailty,
feasting on naive intentions,
promises that we'll try harder;
whispered words that disappear.

Sunlight follows, probing, healing,
exposing vicious clever lies
that can't support the shifting sand
of darkness built on arrogance.




Poetry by Hans Bump
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Written on 2010-05-06 at 08:31

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2010-05-06