Light Breaks Through
Light breaks through
the darkness.
Arrives with a promptness.
The day begins anew.
I bid the sun adieu.
Hope night won't be endless.
Light breaks through
the darkness.
When I can't escape the blues
or I feel a little restless,
I wait in the stillness
and look for the first clue.
Light breaks through
the darkness.
This poem is a French form called rondel supreme.
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