Lifting eyes towards heaven, heart bowed down in
the darkness of loss and abandonment, finding noth-
ing left.
Life now being empty and lying like an arid desert
within my being, holding onto landscapes of once
desert beauty and holiness.
All have disappeared and left me forlorn, bereft
and crying in a corner of life's darkness, alone,
no hope to hold onto anymore.
Such a bleak and hopeless place in which to find
oneself, nothing to do but experience it's abund-
ant sorrow and sadness.
Waiting until some light eventually finds it's way
into the volume of enlightenment that will come a-
bout through the hope of one's soul.
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