Poetry

A Soul’s Rebirth (#999)

The sunlight warms the frozen soul,
Like a flame igniting from ashen coal,

One moment stark and silently still,
And in the next vibrant and all too real,

Embers past relight the spirit today,
Life reborn from the withered decay,

Old dreams regain their lost hues,
Creativity once more starts to ooze,

The soul reformed stands anew,
A long-awaited rebirth well overdue.

Any Thoughts?

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