The Autumn Leaves Violet Stole
Traces of red
Lie deep in the sea.
As I lay here,
Sorrow surrounds me.
My knowledge of truth
Is consumed by fear.
Sound of light,
Shatters my ears.
Reach out,
Touch the stone.
Come out,
Carry on.
Erase the doubt,
Go back home.
Live by living
And sacrifice the pain.
Give by giving
And combat the rain.
As their world ends,
Our world begins.
©1996 Torrence King. All Rights Reserved. From the poetry-art collection “Satellites & Exits” - Available Now
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