Poem - fromout the ashes

Sep 19, 2005 10:19

This poem goes out to a special art student
a thousand miles away
but not so far from me :)

if after each devastation
the maiming of our dreams
we find our wits about us
in the smouldering ruins
of our beloved flying machines
and stoop back down
to scoop together the ashes
and still-glowing embers
and begin, oncemore, to rebuild
then there may be peace
and an end to this sorrow
for if after each storm passes
we begin, anew
someday, there will come a beginning
that knows no end
and a dream
that knows no bound

~K'Har-El
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