The Light
I saw the clouds creep in, and obscure the light
as the evening introduced, a stormy night
and I longed for the morning
and a sky without fright.
I looked to the heavens, scared, and ready to morn
searching for that, which would calm this storm
and eliminate this pestilence, that had made its appearance
and was suddenly born.
I then laid my body down, to find sleep and rest
from the turmoil and confusion, that I felt deep in my chest
and in the morning, I opened my eyes
gone were the clouds, and my internal unrest.
The storm had disappeared, the sky was clear
and the sun's shining light, had now eliminated my fear.
Copyright © George Yiorgos Stathakis | Year Posted 2021
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