Seasons of My Soul
by Mistra
8/97

The cold, dark and barren heartlessness of winter:
A time of anger, hatred and blind revenge
 where life's dreams lay in moments shattered.
I search for love's embrace merely to find
loneliness in a heart long abandoned.
The desolation of my soul.
The life-giving light, warmth and optimism of spring:
A time of rebirth and renewal
where hope is nurtured and coaxed to blossom.
I uncover a way long lost with friendship's
guidance and tender support.
The awakening of my soul.
The brilliance, joy and carefree air of summer:
A time of discovery and knowledge
where fear is vanquished and replaced with trust.
I revel in the panoply of emotions released
in the simplicity of camaraderie.
The discovery of my soul.
The muted colors, serenity and inevitability of fall:
A time of reflection and contentment
where love is known and welcomed.
I accept the burden of deeds long past and receive
forgiveness in return.
The redemption of my soul.

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Bittersweet
by Mistra

Surrounded by darkness
cloaked in moonlight's veil
So many thoughts in turmoil
which one will prevail
Wondering if I have the strength
to wage this uphill fight
Can I forget my pain and
let it go by dawn's first light
The harshness of words spoken
in hatred so bittersweet
Yet this I know-without you
my life is incomplete
Both must accept that each
has done the other wrong
To free our souls and once
again sing our friendship song

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Melancholy Dreams
by Mistra
5/98

Melancholy colored dreams
invade the edges of my consciousness,
Bringing darkly tinted remembrances
tinged in pain and sorrow.
Shadows of days gone by
outline all that I have done,
But now those somber toned thoughts
are gently brushed with pastel hopes.
Your giving heart's palette
constantly retouches my life's canvas.