EMBERS
Softly,
softly steals the night across our lives
and robs us of the day
leaving in it’s place
a quiet darkening
before we are aware
Shadows,
shadows in our eyes and in our minds
we tiptoe through the gloom
needing to see
that which is unknown
and the why of it
Hoping,
hoping for a meaning to it all
a reason for our lives
beyond biology
can it all be chance
and we it’s product
Knowing,
knowing with a dawning clarity
that we have loved
that we are loved
and light will come
to see us through the dark
It is enough!
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