Darkness swirls on edges lit
As a a thousand suns speak years away
We meander on in a search for truth,
For the journey within to uncover stones
The path we found
The road to home.
Within the heart I’ve travelled years
In tunnels damp from giants tears
That slid down past the mountain wall
And darkness shoved down
Deep in the hole.
Yet we emerge to lights of day
And shove aside the thoughts of grey
Still rise above on stars of glass
Looking through to see yesterday’s passed
And hallways marked no entry there
And coming close, we find we’re here
Where magic spins its silken web
And wraps us in a bridge of no fear
We spiral out to come back in
Welcome friend, we meet again.
The dark hours fade into the morn
And with each light we are reborn
To find ourselves in spaces new
Below the silken skies of blue,
The water’s edge will call us in
To wash away the pain of then
To begin once more.
Random thoughts in passing after a writing seminar this evening. So many trying to make it or to reinvent and be seen, yet slipping between the cracks I find I like to watch and just be who I am, spinning like a star, moving through in light. A tired mind oft times makes no sense…..enjoy my spiral of dusted scatterings. Peace, K