July 5, 2015

 

 

and light that begged

a second glance,

touched the receptors

in my brain,

 

and for a moment

all life stopped,

as sense of now

I did retain.

 

 

New light then beckoned

me come see,

the lost opportunity

as hands unclasp,

 

when dark clouds

overhead dispersed;

the answer now

within my grasp.

 

 

Dear light that said

‘this your last chance;

leave your old world

where wild nymphs dance.

 

and see the future

through clear eyes;

abandon dreams

  that mesmerize’.   

 

 

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