Daze Into Days

Daze Into Days

Drifting has been hard,

I see your wounds and scars.

Treading heavy weight,

Reaching steady for stars.

When your daze has turned

Into days will you know

The weight of living with no hope,

Is fraying the end of your rope?

Tossed in murky blue,

Dove in to be renewed

Always coming up dry,

Awaiting the kiss of dew.

Your light keeps dimming

While I watch, dreaming.

Light shines on your face,

Marking lines of the race.

Healing from the deep,

Seeds sown to reap.

Silent to speak,

Your shame lies beneath.

Courage is swimming that tide,

Ripping, tumbling through the ride.

Gasping to rise to the surface,

Reflecting therein lies your purpose.

Breathe in strong,

Out a praise of song.

You are washed in pure,

Now dark finally has no lure.