The sun is shining

the chill of the air is a lingering reminder
of the storm that came to pass.
but the silver lining that promised the light.
Gave hope and knowledge that it wouldn't last.


and when the shadows followed me,
to the point past the most petite area of pain
they pried open any form  of wounds.
but in the end it was all  in vain.

For I see now forever is just a word in this world.
Outside my window there is a new day for me.
The birds of morning call us to awaken.
While the sun illuminates a hope for us to see...

A shadow can only exist,
in the absence of light.
For it is an object or thought,
the stands in the way of the sun to form night.

So I'll remove my mountains and more,
with a faith beyond my own eyes
and I will pray and feel blessed through sorrow.
Because of he who first saw through my lies...