Sunrise Poem by Angel Face

Just as I think
The mysteries of memory and sadness have won
I hear your voice
The silence now done
Then with a gentle and strong hand
You pull me out of my deep prison
You lift me from the exiled sorrowful land
And I stare love in the eyes
You're the saving grace in my demise
With tender manner you wipe away the tears upon my face
Then you take my hand in loving embrace
In the darkness, before we embark
You pull out a small bright flame from your wishful heart
'Hope', you say, as you look at me
This flame leads our way out of the dark, to hopeful eternity
Hand in hand we walk away from the prison
Led by you and the hope you create in my existence
In my lost dark world, the sun has again risen