The Beautiful Void

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medium&utm_medium=referral">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure>Some paths are meant to be traveled alone Into the darkness Into the deep Uncharted, barren and desolate Full of yesterday, empty today The cusp of tomorrow Always feels more hopeful Doubtful nights, became sacred mornings On my rooftop an hour before dawn The sky looks blacker The stars shine brighter<p

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id="591a">The same sky I used to fear When the sun drops away It now becomes my sanctuary It becomes my restoration Abiding in the shadow of the Almighty I’m still in the womb Growing one day to be born Speaking life into the universe A renewed perspective I see When I look up into the void Heaven is looking back into me.© Walter P.o.p. Matthews IV</article></body>

A poem about finding beauty in the darkness

Some paths are meant to be traveled alone Into the darkness Into the deep Uncharted, barren and desolate Full of yesterday, empty today The cusp of tomorrow Always feels more hopeful Doubtful nights, became sacred mornings On my rooftop an hour before dawn The sky looks blacker The stars shine brighter

The same sky I used to fear When the sun drops away It now becomes my sanctuary It becomes my restoration Abiding in the shadow of the Almighty I’m still in the womb Growing one day to be born Speaking life into the universe A renewed perspective I see When I look up into the void Heaven is looking back into me.