New Light?

Through the jungle and through the maze

there peeks a light through the haze.

The thorns are gone there is no more blood

the rain has washed off all the mud.

I step on to the peaceful plain

I thank god that I am still sane.

As I bask in the suns warm light

a large shadow comes into sight.

Although I cannot see its form

I revel in the peace before the storm.

 

-Andrew Senior

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