Fortune rises from the depths where
Darkness
once caressed my soul,
Lifted
out from marbled crypt to
Fly
on wings of feathered light
With
hope rekindled,
Faith
renewed
I
seek horizons in the distance.
Forests
fall as roads unfold to
Wind
their way in new directions.
No
longer shall the demons haunt
Nor
slackers taunt to block my view.
Blessed
to know the up-ahead
Holds
no resemblance to the past.
Striding
bold into the sunset
Where
tomorrow is today.
Every
day a new beginning
Offered
on a silver tray.
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