The Darkness Shall Not Eclipse The Singing Light Poem by DM W

The darkness shall not eclipse the singing light.
Though dream visions have been stripped of their colour,
Still the slow winter chrysalis unfurls.
And brief butterflies of this faithless Age
Emerge in Spring to flaunt their crumpled wings;
That will pulsate in the passion play of life.
Though the world is now shadowed by a strange cloud,
The hard rain won't fall while the white roses bloom.
The Word won't be torn while the patient still breathes.
And the darkness shall not eclipse the singing light.