Life and Light
the same each day - no different is my night
I yearn for light inside my dismal fold
The joy I seek eludes my feeble sight ......
My profile low - restrictions far too tight
Of time and sense of nature growing old
The same each day - no different is my night.
Mt soirit low - cleft too bereft for flight
Cross shadowed - squeezed into a mortal mould
The joy I seek eludes my my feeble sight ......
The "Soup Run" warms me in pitious plight
A hug a caring female hand to hold
The same each day - no different is the night.
Gone (almost) is the life I thought my right
Undead I cling to clay while growing old
The joy I seek eludes my feeble sight ......
Eclipsing life itself - a human blight
Unloved - unwashed - my spirit unconsoled
The same each day - no different is my night.
My rose has bloomed - and blossomed in the light
A bteath of warmth has blown away the cold
Th joy i seek for suddenly in sight ......
YES ..... Now I glimpse a bright celestial light
And feel this day will now to joy unfold
A bright new day - the passing of the night
The joy for which I sought - at last in sight !!!!!
Copyright © John Knight | Year Posted 2010
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