Treasure Island

Andrew David Dalby

(17th Of March 1967 / Brighton East Sussex United kingdom)

reborn


The golden echoes of the rising sun
erupts though the stain glass pane;
eclipsing my now new exhumed form.
so, from where cold cruel death
had left its ever always ice blown kiss;
Life's light,
now forever reigns
... reborn.

Submitted: Thursday, March 21, 2013

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