Thursday, March 4, 2021

The flame

 In the dark corners of my mind

Amid the cobwebs, spiders,
in the darkness hides
A single light
A speck
A spark
A flicker of a flame
Within the dark

Slowly and softly it burns
Among the coldness of this world
Slowly and softly it burns
Among the darkness within

The light is not strong
But still it burns
A pinprick of light is all
But
As long as it burns and never dies out
Hope will always live on
Hope will always live on

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Evening waves

  Evening waves crash the shore The sun goes down upon the beach once more Hear the gulls cry good night  As they fly by