Monday, December 21, 2009

A Poem by James

As the Shadow Passes

Over the land, the clouds pass into an infinite sea of darkness that casts a long shadow upon the land

This sparks a war upon the clouds and thunder crashes into the earth like rain

In time, tears of glass begin to fall as innocent and sound pieces of nature that will harm no one

Upon the ground they shatter and break into small mirrors of the world around

They come together again underneath the shadow of the smoke above

The grass sways to the winds, ever whistling through the cold air that freezes the hearts of others

The symphony of the wind and the sweet melody of rain ring out through the land

The Shadow darkens the world and freezes it in a time of misunderstood perfection

It makes the world seem so alive, reaching to the heavens and singing with the wind

The trees join in harmony and the music carries to the farthest parts of one’s heart

Pulling at them to join in with the splendor of this symphony around them

The smoke pushes against each other and a loud cry goes out

It rings in the many pieces of glass and in the harmonic parts of the trees

Suddenly, the music stops and a ray of light pierces the Shadow and glistens in the dark world

It brightens the grass and it seems to have been born again with anew rich and lustrous color

It perfects itself in this light until this light spreads farther out out, putting the spotlight on the world

It finally makes its way through the long and treacherous tunnel of darkness and shadow

The land is no longer in a dark world, but in a new one

The world has been born again with the perfection of innocence and is teeming with new life

A beautiful light shines out with many colors, applauding my favorite symphony:

As the Shadow Passes

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