The Fall

by Nakita Bickle


splintering heights

on the respite

of dignity

trembling

cascading

down

falling into me

hope
pours in

beautiful,
swirling
Alive.
Regardless

of time.

Change
chastising
remembering
embracing.

Love
dented
and
stained;
forgotten.

Hope
relentless

mistaken
dreams
while you're sleeping
Awake.

Eyes wide open
Hope Alive.

Shocking truth
within
my soul

clings to reality
that is not
real

Love
encounters
change.

Forgotten
uprising
forgetting and
lifting into the sky
where hope is a lie

change encounters

love begins

hope forgets

faith besets

and life turns
around again

as love encounters
sin