Crimson Lights
And so I'm here
Trying to find
Something, but not knowing what
Someone, but not knowing who
An aim, but not knowing where
Throwing the darts with eyes shrouded
Where do I go? Is this the way?
A stranger knows the way
They point, showing a clear path
So I take my steps down this road
Still not knowing where to go
Is this the place?
I stumble purposely or not
But a hand reaches out
"Come to me, I will be your guide"
I turn my head, and say I'll be alright
Like a lightning bolt striking the earth
A thought reaches my mind
I realise I have a good eye
For things abstract and feathered beings which fly close by
So here I am, in a dim lit room
With lights crimson
Not a thing to see
But a smile on my face
This is the place for me
Copyright © Patryk Jonca | Year Posted 2017
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