Lifetime

Through the debris of hopes and dreams
Ages of coma slowly gave way
From The darkness plunged into stealth
A small creek left open
And a small ray of light seeped through.

Stale cells lifeless, blind for years
Slowly opened eyes to the world
Deafening noise of the silence
Slowly but surely weaknened
With every crackle of the echoing laughter.

Fortress of practised yet fake strength
Could see the wind, the rain seeping through
Cracking centuries of laboured power
Weakness was never as empowering
For once the blackness went blue.

Rains wetted the weathered dry skin
Zephyr kissed the soul for the first time
Scorching hot sun gave way to warmth of spring
In the Freedom of those captive arms
Just a year, but lived a lifetime.