When passion has turned to ash,
Motivation has withered,
Desire overtaken by death,
Where is there hope to be seen . . .
When the darkness inside has slithered out,
Grasping, squeezing, choking,
The spark of life extinguished
Where is the glimmer of light . . .
When time has been lost,
Minutes, hours, days
Melting away into empty weeks and months
Where is the strength . . .
When the atrophy of apathy
Fatigues the very soul,
Draining all that is left,
Where is the being . . .
In the resurrection of the One
Who sacrificed mortality for Love
That none shall remain in darkness
Lives hope, light, strength, and being.
(c) LEM 10/27/2015