Between two Eclipses-

There is always Enlightenment-

Nights are the darkest-
Just before sunrise-

I am as much the sky-
As I am the cloud-

The thieves of my life-

For being strong or week-
The same power is needed-

Between my two births I died-
And again I’m an infant-

Art of Forgiveness –
Is the main Art of all-

I will rise in my Faith-
As in Love I fall—

© Dalia Lane​

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