Followers of the Light

Ever notice when it's dark; There is an absent of light; Have you ever embarked; To travel through the beveling clouds; Shadowed and silver lined walls; Basically at awe, no eyes can penetrate; In awe we reiterate, captive by the shadow of the darkness prowls; when things go wrong; I can't see myself In the darkness long; I move on, until I become a flower of the Light; Have you been encapsulated and enclosed behind walls; Darken by the four corners and six walls; Can't see at all; traveling while encased in beveled clouds; Purple, blue and black shadows with no windows to open; Basically at awe, no eyes can penetrate; Get me out of here tired of being held captive; I can't see a thing, everything around me is dark. . . when things go wrong; and I'm not strong; I can't see myself; In the darkness long; I move on, until I become a follower, moving I move on, until I become I move on, until I become a follower of the Light No longer in the darkness now, I can see what's right; I am one of the followers of the light Written by James Edward Lee Sr. (c)2017 from the anthology "Really"