Weaving through curtains tear,
dappled footprints dancing
on shutters of my eyes.
Greeting my groans with sparkling gaiety.
Revealing hidden corners
filled with maybes.
Un-shod feet shuffling.
Flick the switch to birth
forty watt sun, to drown the darkness.
Releasing the shadows captured by the night.
Cold water of reality.
Ice burns sadness from my soul,
realization that you were the blanket
Removing ability to conjure laughter,
yet illumination was just a thought away.
NB: Three ways I see light :- Natural, Artifcial (Man-Made) and realization.