The darkest hour

Dark before dawn

Rounds as spheres reflect the sun
Revolve since time began
A word beget in light beyond
Our wisdom and our tears

This then the silent melody
The music only heard
By ears untuned to earthly things
Were silence seldom roams

Across the reaches space and time
Have come to know our ways
The shadows cast before our steps
Were taken into thee

These the days and hours spent
Longing for the light
The darkest hour came to be
In dreams before the dawn

So these mere words
Could grace the page
And in the eye behold
Some message from this bard

Who left eternity to seek
The fires of the heart
In precious days on bended knee
The beauty of her love

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12 thoughts on “The darkest hour

  1. When I read this poem, I thought about this art I’ve been following focused on a love between a fire character and a wax character. Together they make a candle, but as the fire continues to burn, the wax begins to melt. An unfortunate love? Regardless, they loved and were loved back.

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