A ribbon of light
Winds along the valley floor
Swallowed by the mist
Tag: darkness
Comes the Night ~ NaPoWriMo Day 8
Comes the night
With celestial swagger
Its vanguard in scarlet, violet and indigo
Descends the void dotted by galaxies and stars, a planet or two
Beyond the dim beacons built by small creatures
To penetrate the darkness they fear
Horizon ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #397
Across the sea a beacon shining
There horizons of my calling
From where the light is ever dim
Leave for beacon’s shores
Now here upon this rocky land
Sailed beyond I’d ever planned
Landed on the farthest rim
Came to beacon’s shores
Now I wait for morning light
When the sun restores my sight
See what comes of change’s whim
Sail to beacon’s shores
With the dawn in eastern rising
Reveal a realm of beauty dazzling
Left a land of darkness grim
Now thrive on beacon’s shores
Hope ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #396
I’m not sure what I fear
Something in the darkness
Where the light’s too dim
To illuminate
So I rely on the beacon
To guide my way
Toward a point of reckoning
Fear with every step
In equal measure hope
On which I lay my trust
Shoreline ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #394
I stand
At the edge
Where calm laps against
Ragged black
Feel both
Light and darkness entwine
Eternal cycle
In the center
I connected to All
The One
Steps ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #392
Stars and planets step down from the sky
Chasing the departed sun
While I contemplate
My own next steps
Then decide to follow
The beacon’s example
And become the light
Choose to rise
Into glorious dawn
Rather than follow the heavens
Into celestial night
Light ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #389
The light within
Too dim
To illumine
My confines
A window
Lets in
The light
Of the world
Slight
Narrow
Itself confined
To a shaft
Enough to illumine
Patterns
Which become bricks
In one wall of my
Confinement
That there is a wall
Unnerves me
But a prison of bricks
Is preferable to one of darkness
So I welcome the light
Invite its wisdom
Its insight
Ask it
Is there more here than the bricks?
A soft, warm chuckle precedes its reply
There is
You will not like much of it
Many things in the light
Seem terrifying
That is the way of life
But so too is there beauty
And love
In the light
And while terror
Is found easily enough
In the darkness
Love and beauty need light
I nodded
Contemplated for a moment
Then turned to the light
I accept this challenge
And so began
The journey to discover
Me
Abandoned ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #384
I thought of it
As abandoned
Until I realized
It was simply empty
But for the light
The Game
He played the game
All day
And all night
He played the game
Because when he played
He never cried
When he played
He never felt shattered
Or broken
Or alone
He played
And he played
Until he exhausted consciousness
He played
Until even the terror
Even the darkness
Deep inside him
Could no longer hold
Sleep at bay
And then he slept
Until the dreams
The nightmares
Woke him again
The images
Never survived consciousness
He never remembered the dreams
Just that a dream woke him
Leaving only the shattered terror
And the loneliness
The lovelessness
So again
He played
Daylight Waning
Daylight waning hour
A beacon stands the ready
Darkness guiding light
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