Darkness To Light

It wells up inside me, but words will not come I reach for them desperate, the mood zero sum My insides are shaking, all peace is recalled The rumblings foreboding, complacency falls My mind is locked down, my speech has gone mute Like a great locomotive, the first word breaking through The dozens that follow keep me pinned to my chair As voices I know start consuming the air My brain is on fire, my will starts to melt Time sacrificial, what’s heard and then felt My pen has unfrozen, in timeless delight Directing this journey —from darkness to light (Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2020)