Awakening Soul
Sometimes-
I tremble like the fault lines,
I cry like the downpours,
I yell like a lion,
and
hide in the darkness,
but when
the shaking has ceased,
the storm has calmed,
the lion has left,
and
the darkness meets light,
I follow that light
and climb to the mountaintops
for that's where
the light shines directly
into my soul
and I
awaken.
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