when all there is, fell in the dark
you’re glitter be the guiding spark
confound in darkness, see nothing
i know out there, you are waiting
in my darkened world
i dream and behold
…touching you
…holding you
been a fire with blown out flame
a glow of warm that lost the fame
through the depth of dark stillness
feeling all that was, in still coldness
in my darkened world
i dream and behold
…touching you
…holding you
from beyond death, a life is born
in the deep of the night, a light of morn
now i keep them all in a dream
though it will not all be the same
in my darkened world
i dream and behold
…touching you
…holding you
in acrylic painting by suzette portes san jose
A poem that holds your attention from the beginning to the end.Hypnotic.
sometimes it happens, when the world dims and nothing we can do but see through its darkness…thank you for the thought dear friend… 🙂