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.