Brief Candle

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A sonnet that takes a speech from Shakespeare's Macbeth and opens the door for redemption.

Submitted: April 17, 2008

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As shaking shoulders yield and bend, alone,
The sound and fury fill a vacant stage.
And walking shadows flicker by, unknown,
While ticking hours echo ending days.
Now hope and faith, which stop at only words,
Fall cheap as trembling tears and burning wax.
Our cheated mortal seconds flee, unheard,
As dying sparks of truth do breathe their last.
Throughsacred blood-stainedsilence blazes Grace -
A flame that death itself cannot destroy.
Our bursting hearts in breathless awe rejoice
In Freedom that surpasses every joy -
The Life for which our shivering ashes yearned.
From kindled embers our brief candles burn.


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