Hope For The Lost Soul
The yellow smile of dawn has broken
Over the land of shadows
And every soul touched by the hallowed
Voice of Heaven spoken
Fear not for soon I'll come for you
Fear not what that day brings
You shall be wrapped in angels' wings
And flown to skies so blue
With nothing left to do but wait
I sit and ponder time
And what it means that a soul like mine
Could pass through golden gates
Tarnished, torn, and twisted ‘round
But recognized by some
As a perfectly imperfect human
Lost soul waiting to be found
poem by Argentine Tango
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