Distant Lights

By George P. Lumayag https://georgelumayag.weebly.com george.lumayag@deped.gov.ph Lights marching uphill and downhill On a dark mountain site With fireflies nesting at midnight But few young minds work ‘till dawn Then a cold dew soothes my bone. Fireflies twit online and I read their poetry Words on the air I distinguish They’re young dreamers I wish Then a spectrum of lights may rise Surrounded by darkness with distant lights They need a fruitful sunrise And I wait for their prolific daylights. Sparkling lights of art shine online Then the newly coined words I pen sometimes For those young minds who carry eight heavy loads And for these distant lights who digest my arts and words.