Universality
through closed curtains
shot a path of light
a shape so straight and strong
coming from the sun
it didn't take long
in and through the room
it chased away gloom
and stopped on my closet door
it brightened a space
where colors take place
floating in the beam
where tiny little things
that without the beam
are never seen
dust and lent
quite possibly and entire planet
who knows how Gods
time is spent
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2008
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment