Sometimes the darkness
Is less a lack of light
Than a lack of seeing
Is less a lack of light
Than a lack of seeing
Photographically Inspired Writing
Tag: light
Blur ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #211
We are but a blur
You and I
A collection of possibilities
Missed opportunities
Layered over time
An inkling of a beauty
Unrealized
Untested
Unknowable
You and I
A collection of possibilities
Missed opportunities
Layered over time
An inkling of a beauty
Unrealized
Untested
Unknowable
Yet between us
Always
Undeniable light
Exquisitely tragic love
Turn, Turn, Turn
A darkling blue
Precedes the night
One small beacon
Becomes the light
Where soon to be
A blackened world
But for the stars
A trillion suns
Turn on a wheel
Just like this little one
Precedes the night
One small beacon
Becomes the light
Where soon to be
A blackened world
But for the stars
A trillion suns
Turn on a wheel
Just like this little one
Amphitrite Lighthouse
As the sun began to fall
The Great Light said
To the little light
At Amphitrite
The Great Light said
To the little light
At Amphitrite
Oh, little one
Feel my heat
See my radiance
Do you not wish
To be so grand as I?
Oh, indeed, Great One
The little light replied
Your luminous warmth
Is the envy of all
Words in which the Great One
Took no small pleasure
Preening in preparation
To further explain its greatness
But… were I to be you
Continued the lighthouse
When the night comes
Or the fog grows heavy
Who would guide the sailor’s way?
Startled, chagrined and angered
The Great Light drew a deep breath
Preparing a dismissive retort
Then sank below the horizon
Leaving the little light
At Amphitrite
With its ever present beacon
To shine into the quiet night
Depth ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #206
I leave the depths unplumbed
Fearful of its denizens
Unaware
All my fears
I carry on my shoulders
A smothering weight
Fearful of its denizens
Unaware
All my fears
I carry on my shoulders
A smothering weight
Take a breath, my son
Take a breath
Sit with the present
What you fear
Is already past
Or has not come
That is all your dour spelunking
Will ever find
So long as you believe
The depths are darkness
Be not your mind
But mindful
Open your heart
For in its depths
Is always light
I leave the depths unplumbed
Take a breath
Quiet my mind
And from the depths rises
The light that is love
Beacons ~ Pic and a Word #198
We stumble over the blackened terrain
The dim beacon of possibility our guide
A brilliant luminescence promised
Just a few steps beyond our vision
The dim beacon of possibility our guide
A brilliant luminescence promised
Just a few steps beyond our vision
These are the affirmations
With which we keep hope alive
And find in ourselves
The tenacity to persevere
This is how we establish
Purpose and meaning
Our reason for being
No matter the undertaking
These beacons
Were not set by fate
Nor any divine intervention
But by our own dreams
A life without dreams
Is a life of darkness
A blackened terrain
Unmarked by beacons
Dreams create hope
Hope creates purpose
Purpose creates meaning
Meaning lights the beacons
On Carrying the Days
Time passes
The days accumulate
The days accumulate
The good days
The bad days
The days that broke me
The days that healed me
The days I shone
The days I withdrew into shadow
These were the days which made me
These were the days of reckoning
These were the days which guide me
I carry them all
In my burgeoning knapsack
A dull weight
On my shoulders
Then one day
I realize
I carry a burden
Impeding my progress
So I stop at the side of the trail
Open my knapsack
Look inside
All these days!
All these dark days!
Why do I carry them?
I take out the bad days
Leave them beside the trail
Take out the broken days
Leave them beside the trail
Take out the days of shadow
Leave them beside the trail
The knapsack feels lighter
I walk easier
Manage even a skip in my step
