DecPoWriMo 17

Still shocked by the radio 
Transition between
A broken hallelujah and
What a wonderful world

Not only did the shared
Chords please the Lord
They rang with bitter truth
That until your eyes sting

With a wellspring of tears
You cannot see trees of green
Or red roses too bloom
Without the dark sacred night

Lighting the slipstream path
As we venture into the mystic