My Light Makes This Possible
The light guides those lost to shore. This is faith.
Bringing hope to those without it, from a distance.
Lost in a sea of melancholy, floating into the abyss.
That one last breath before the plunge into darkness.
Lungs stuttering for the air that calms, the air inside.
A shudder in the deep chasm. A shiver in the dark.
The light steals from dark again and again, and again.
Copyright © Joseph Silva | Year Posted 2007
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