it’s a spiralling world
filled with light and darkness
we rise and fall
are we hearts of stone
or hearts in flight?
do we evolve?

if we die
are we but mortals
or are we angels?
where do we go?

in a black-stoned heart
I hear you crying
your questions fall
on a hungry ground
that wants the seeds to grow

throw away despair
throw away doubt
answers will come
on the wings of a stranger
or the shadow of night

when we die
we are but mortals
we are but angels
waiting with rusted wings

but we can become the light

throw away despair
throw away doubt
answers will come
on the wings of a stranger
or the shadow of night

(c) 2017 allen wolfie simpson

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