Pushing through the sheets
You strain to see light
As the light holds to the white linen
The clouds of a silhouette through the sheet grow dim
The light of relief and joy that seemed close
No longer it remains
Tears of fear, questions will this darkness ever end
As you wonder and wait and wander some more
Choices, which does one make…
Questions, doubt.
Things become completely black
The memory of light which once remembered
Where is the silhouette that appeared just moments before
Do you hold onto the memory of it or let go
Truth comes to mind
As the thoughts of this so called truth seem very faint
Striving to remember the clarity in this truth
Just to catch a glimpse
As it appears a moment of being content draws near
Silence arrives the silhouette appears
All is calm as the heart is mended
The fight for life
1 comment:
whoo-hoo! i'm the first to comment...sorry, i know that's a little immature of me :)
Good to see that you're back in town! I didn't realize you were such a writer, and grateful to be able to read your thoughts.
renee tells me you may be able to do her dance next week...that would be amazing
-alan
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