Chasing the Light

Orphaned by the distant wind as darkness bathes the dawn My wings have flown beyond my sight to catch the cygnet swan A brother to the foreign soil lost father to the man Hearing wisps of memories past old promises remand Alone upon a falling sea in depths my heart bemoans The water cold inside my veins fresh images I’m shown… To raise my spirit from its sleep and chase the light above The night relinquishes its grip and frees the mourning dove Returning messages of hope to course before the sun That shines upon my reclaimed self —my flight at last begun (Dreamsleep: June, 2022)