Of Solace

[serenityalways]

I can feel it in my bones,
deeper than the Light
can penetrate.

I am like the flower,
struck by the plow,
still growing,
still reaching for the Sun,
but knowing it never will.

The Struggle itself powers me to keep...struggling.

Still,
I yearn to lie down,
to the sleep that calls to me,
at last.

Sweet Solace,
my truest friend,
you have always been there for Me.

Waiting.

[serenityalways]

I have improved upon the poem.
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I can feel it in my bones, deeper than Light.

I am the flower, struck by the plow,
still growing, still reaching for the Sun.

Yet, I yearn to lie down,
to the sleep that calls me.

Sweet Solace, my truest friend,
you have always been there for Me.

Waiting.