© Christine ft ChrisDuke Day 046/365 #the365kreativhub #the365writingmarathon #inkblotsanctum ReBirth Yesterday, dark thoughts played in my mind, In fear’s subtle embrace, I was lost and confined, A hall of tiredness built in gray, With loud whispers of weakness, I drifted away. Then in slumber’s sweet grasp, I took flight, As night turned into dawn, a dazzling light, I awoke in a hall, where dandelions bloomed, A garden of hope with despair, entombed. Their beautiful petals turned toward the sun, Each petal a promise so dear Boom! a new chapter begun, They spoke of rebirth, and of love without fear. Tears of joy? I couldn't be sure, But they rolled gently down as my heart sought an everlasting cure, A river of healing, a heavy yet tender stream, Of a great year, I dared to dream. A new strength like winged horse, The assurance that I'm getting it all. My flame of resolve is lit with no force, As a profound courage breaks my fall.