Darkness Hidden
I came upon a man; so evident was his pain. Sun’s light had yet to bring life to the night. Yet his eyes held that darkness hidden; of the story not yet told. A bell that tolled only once ended his joy. His love gone as is the sound of the bell. What be this hellish place; in this darkness, where now his heart dwells; and his soul mourns. As we spoke his anger not yet quenched. Nothing could stem the burning hatred of the Almighty. Still be I silent, as he spoke. My soul cries out; for his tears long since dried. He spoke of wife of thirty years. The breaking of his heart; one could not mistake the pain. My soul weeps for one such as this. As for him, life be worthless; in that darkness hidden. Till the time comes
for the bell, to toll for him.
I came upon a man; so evident was his pain. Sun’s light had yet to bring life to the night. Yet his eyes held that darkness hidden; of the story not yet told. A bell that tolled only once ended his joy. His love gone as is the sound of the bell. What be this hellish place; in this darkness, where now his heart dwells; and his soul mourns. As we spoke his anger not yet quenched. Nothing could stem the burning hatred of the Almighty. Still be I silent, as he spoke. My soul cries out; for his tears long since dried. He spoke of wife of thirty years. The breaking of his heart; one could not mistake the pain. My soul weeps for one such as this. As for him, life be worthless; in that darkness hidden. Till the time comes
for the bell, to toll for him.
For a Man I met today
© 2010 Words The Windows to the Soul
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