“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest
where no-one sees you, but
sometimes I do, and
that sight becomes this art.”
― Rumi

Tuesday, July 04, 2017

Firefly


With bated breath
I wait 

hoping not to hear 
strange footsteps
In the night

As time trickles through
Desperate hands
cupped in vain

My mind wanders aimlessly
down alleyways
Where Darkness fears to tread

"Why have you forsaken me?"
I ask the Sandman

When a gentle finger alights -
On my shoulder
Lending deliverance

And I sleep in the soft glow
Of a little firefly


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