James Tipp

Rookie - 60 Points (20-06-1945 / East London)

Easter Morning In The Twenty First Century - Poem by James Tipp

I have stood in total darkness
Without the redeeming glimmer of light
I have waited in the darkness for sight to come
The waiting was intolerable long and unfulfilled
I have reached out to those near to me
Unable to identify even my own hand in the darkness
But when the light came all was revealed the fear dispersed
I saw others as they were and rejoiced to see myself.
This is the light of Easter joy the light of hope
This light forever shines on into eternity
The darkness cannot overcome it.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009



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