Life and Light

the same each day - no different is my night I yearn for light inside my dismal fold The joy I seek eludes my feeble sight ...... My profile low - restrictions far too tight Of time and sense of nature growing old The same each day - no different is my night. Mt soirit low - cleft too bereft for flight Cross shadowed - squeezed into a mortal mould The joy I seek eludes my my feeble sight ...... The "Soup Run" warms me in pitious plight A hug a caring female hand to hold The same each day - no different is the night. Gone (almost) is the life I thought my right Undead I cling to clay while growing old The joy I seek eludes my feeble sight ...... Eclipsing life itself - a human blight Unloved - unwashed - my spirit unconsoled The same each day - no different is my night. My rose has bloomed - and blossomed in the light A bteath of warmth has blown away the cold Th joy i seek for suddenly in sight ...... YES ..... Now I glimpse a bright celestial light And feel this day will now to joy unfold A bright new day - the passing of the night The joy for which I sought - at last in sight !!!!!