Before the Sun

In such races do not run
Do not worry little one
Deepest dark precedes the sun

When you fall and hit the ground
Little blood and littler sound
Nothing new here to be found

Life’s a game, a turn about
Live with pain or die without
At this moment have no doubt

Just a choice to make it flow
Escaping every body blow
Sometimes best to just let go

Nothing’s lost if nought’s begun
See this wisdom little one
Be the dark before the sun
Be the dark before the sun

(c) Helen Valentina 2014 , All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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4 Responses to Before the Sun

  1. Love your choice of words.

  2. No light without the darkness.

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