Darkness follows
the light of day
Hearts so hollow
as ice filling to stay

Springtime is a time to be reborn
flowers open their petals wide
babies anticipate the new morn
Mother nature has been kind

But today seemed different somehow
No sound was heard
No deer in the meadow
or happy chirping of birds

It has been cold
no cooing of mothers to their young
No stories of folklore of olde
as the darkness has taken happy spirits of everyone

me with my flashlight
You with your lantern
We sneak into the the night
to see what had happened

People were cold
to the touch
It has been told
The darkness loved them too much

Now the morning is drawing near
everything seems to become awake
The darkness disappears, everything seems clear
as light touched those that darkness threatened to take

Eerily beautiful, writer....Got a feeling you're not done with this one yet, hmmmmm

A provocative write with an ending that evokes a sense of spiritual transformation.

Bravo w_gurl

I need to read more of your stuff! Great images behind the ryhmes

Love it !!