She keeps some lights
Under the full moon
Prudence must green
Weather and season is changing
Eclipse is coming
Earth is darkening
And
Her hope
Could be a soul
Surviving human
Chance might be blooming
Trial of life is making her smile
Upon pain or misery
She keeps a faith at the peak of submission
To the God she rests her best.
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Fantastic write. Living through the darkest ecclipse Enjoying the new light that follows. Sometimes the darkness makes us more aware of the light The more we are aware of the light, the brighter our star tends to shine.