Suddenly

Suddenly,
Something comes
Of what wasn’t before
And a life is portrayed
From an empty canvas

The brush weaves a magic
Unknown today
It weaves a desire
Of affected dismay

Dismay that is lost
In the brightest surround
Allowing for miracles
Yet to be found

In what was seen
As a darkened forlorn
A character (charming)
Yet, oh so torn

That the weaving design
Of life turned on its head
Becomes interwoven
With what lies in stead

And what lies in stead
Becomes centre stage
Building compassion
Through a newly found age

Of chance and desire
Design and appeal
The way forward awakened
To the love one can feel.