Yesterday the sun shone bright
Upon my face, and at the sight
I found myself alone to be
Encompassed by a misery
A feeling here, a feeling gone.
With borders sure as right and wrong
I lay my frozen heart aside
To live the life my mind hath lied.
Today the sun shines not upon
This face that bears that which is gone,
Yet light from that which calms the soul
Shall warm my heart and make it whole.
I take these hands that dig my grave
And lift my mind, the blinded slave.
I leave it at a throne of grace;
A withered heart to take its place.
Tomorrow, though be yet to come,
Stories love can tell us from.
Be them dreams, or lifeless
It's amazing how much attention some of my deviations have received while I've been away. I've somewhat fallen away from the photography hobby so I haven't really had much to do around here. I'm sorry if I've disappointed some of you that really liked my work.
My wife has had a deviantART account for a couple of years now. If you liked my stuff I encourage you to go check out her gallery. It's not exactly like mine but photography is a hobby she's passionate about so I know she'd love it if you'd go check it out. It's here http://lease1981.deviantart.com/
I've been thinking about coming back to post a few things now and then. I don't