Finding Light
The stars do shine and twinkle
A glimmer and gleam of hope
But the pollution has taken over
The obnoxious smog has grown far too strong
My eyes cannot find the light anymore
So I’ll dust off my glasses
And hunt for a telescope
Rummage through the aged cedar chest ‘til dawn
Poke, prod, and search to find that instrument
If it will return luminosity
The dark only depresses
And I have sunken too low
The bleakness of the void will escalate
Unless I discover the glow again
I worry about what else I might find
I have made it my mission
To ignore the surprises
And focus instead on that which I know
Will cast me higher into redemption
From a cruel world that has forgotten
When I attain the object
I will never let it fade
Copyright © Raven Boerger | Year Posted 2023
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