In sorrow’s depths hides a spark of Light,
Seemingly untouchable, unattainable.
Tears blind your eyes to it,
Pain blinds your heart,
Memory enshrouds you,
Pulling you down
Into the abyss.
Hold out your hand,
The light will not burn you,
Nor flee if you seize it.
It only grows in brightness
As you move towards it,
Warming your heart
With the hearth-fire glow,
Blending the shadows
On night’s canvas
Till the stars appear.
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Excellent! There are times when that spark of light seems so far out of reach.
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There are. But it is always there.
Thank you, Timothy.
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May that sorrow be quickly replaced by lavender hills, grass greener than emeralds and a bright sunshiny spring day. 😉
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Amen to that, Judy 🙂
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Beautiful. 🙂
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🙂
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Sue, I love your poetry. Deeply touching with a hope-filled ending.
Blessings ~ Wendy ❀
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Thank you, Wendy.
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Incredibly moving and lovely, Sue. Thank you for sharing. Hugs, Ali xxx
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Thank you, Ali xxx
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