Resurrection

A silent wind is creeping
Through the hollow trees at night
Across the barren fields

Reaching for the secrets
The answers have found us
But are hidden
Resurrection
Perpetual notions
Infinite inspiration
Calling to the far shore

I am forever more
An unstoppable force
I will not succumb
To strong surrender
I rise
In fiery splendor
It sure is great
To be back

 

I enjoyed the rising awakening vibe.
Indeed, each morning I'm grateful
for my return.

 

Thank you, this is about me finding my voice again. It really is great to have my poetic energy again. I was really starting to believe that I lost it.

 

Wonderful! (And finally something without a forced rhyme scheme)