A flash of light,
during a night dark.
A choppy sea,
stirred by the wind.
The rattle of leaves
across the sand,
brings life from a
fortress high,
when the World will know
a new life again.
For a man will walk
among the trees.
No need to know
or to please the way
it was done before,
for life is good
and yet, we still search
for more of what was
then a place to die
and to begin anew,
in the life of ours.
A Comment by Carl
Nicely done!
A Comment by MFish
Thank you, Carl