Finding light

Into the darkest corners
the history swirls like cyclones
drenching the mind with the rain of a thousand tears,
we search for the light
always high above but not always seen,
merely felt like the softest silk
rippling with the memory
of the sense of clarity.
We move through the corridors of our lives
turning corners and greeting crossroads,
deciding which way it is that we should progress-
looking for invisible signs to guide
and often unsure at what we will find
when we get to where we’re going
knowing it may be different from where we thought,
but perhaps better as we look down to see
the flowers growing in sidewalk cracks,
surviving to become
that which they were meant to,
thriving in the face of the steps that pass
never seeing what it is
laying like a gift
at their feet.

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