Light in the Night

 

When I sit in the darkness of the backside of the moon I live in this poem.

Non-existent~

N eedless to say, since

O ne is ever voiceless,

N ot a soul will know,

E ven care, if

N ecessary

T ender mercies

I ntrinsically yearned,

T ruly are merited,

Y et denied.

When I open my eyes to the beauty of a night lit by the full moon, or another day alive, I can rejoice in this poem.

Bliss Re-discovered

Eager to pursue
Xcellent & opportune
Uber-happy rune

Beaming grins re-found
Each bouyant step abounds
Reawakened joy astounds

A thankful heart glows
Now open hands seek to know
The way to share love so