Into the shade of darkness falls,
emotions of fear and sorrow;
Emptiness lingers in the void,
with no purpose for tomorrow.

Yesterdays' ghosts haunt every move,
disturbing all signs of hope;
Confusion casts its cryptic spell,
as anguished hearts attempt to cope.

As if spun into a web of doubt,
the silence bears its weight;
Whatever prospects for the truth,
soon vanished beyond the gate.

Perhaps each soul's' awakening,
penetrates through broken glass;
And scattered remnants of their light,
gently fall within our grasp.

The barriers of thoughtful minds,
recede toward outer space;
And quiet voices thus proclaim,
those words revived with faith.