Somehow

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When we reach out past all that can be seen still further the distance it seems that we've been. our tired hands and feet restless, broken, tattered and beat we push on to try and find a reason to
believe. somehow...... that we are not hidden by darkness as long as there is a light that all that we've taken in can make us emmit so bright. somehow...... When that moment comes in collision and
dire we arc. We explode with passion, hope and degree, with creed as we arc. and somehow......in those moments that take or breath away, from being lit by light that lights our faith. When bleeding
for compassion is all in sync, the same way bleached out souls stay un-breached. in need of desire we fight, because we can all shine just as bright as the light. Though somehow still tired and
restless we retreat, beat while unfair the blue flame of hope emitts as we feel defeat, and it burns evil as it is ensnared. yet to be seen by most, oh but to see the sight it is there. The
ignition in the hearts that turns compassion in to love and turn fellings into art. somehow...... thats how I know well find it somehow..... somehow....... when the darknes is peeled back like a
vail from the light, and the white room opens up and the light turns us pail in uncomparable scale... somehow..... somehow....... we will lift unto thea when our suffering is beat.....
somehow......... ill see this world whole and at my wings. Ill lift them all up...... through defeat..... and the darkness will be given pity at my feet. somehow...



The Angel Michael!



Written By: Robert Steven Bair Date: 06/24/2017 Title: Somehow

Submitted: August 10, 2018

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SOMEHOW

When we reach out past all that can be seen 
still further the distance it seems that we've been. 
our tired hands and feet restless, broken, tattered and beat
we push on to try and find a reason to believe. 
somehow......
that we are not hidden by darkness as long as there is a light 
that all that we've taken in can make us emmit so bright.
somehow......
When that moment comes in collision and dire we arc. 
We explode with passion, hope and degree, with creed as we arc. 
and somehow......in those moments that take or breath away,
from being lit by light that lights our faith. 
When bleeding for compassion is all in sync, 
the same way bleached out souls stay un-breached.


in need of desire we fight, because we can all shine just as bright as the light.
Though somehow still tired and restless we retreat,
beat while unfair the blue flame of hope emitts as we feel defeat, and it burns evil as it is ensnared.
yet to be seen by most, oh but to see the sight it is there.


The ignition in the hearts that turns compassion in to love and turn fellings into art. 
somehow...... 

thats how I know well find it somehow..... 


somehow....... when the darknes is peeled back like a vail from the light, and the white room opens up and the light turns us pail in uncomparable scale... somehow..... 


we will lift unto thea when our suffering is beat..... somehow......... ill see this world whole and at my wings. 
Ill lift them all up...... through defeat..... and the darkness will be given pity at my feet.
somehow...

 


Written By: Robert Steven Bair
Date: 06/24/2017
Title: Somehow


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