sadness flickr photo by Ernst Rosca shared under a Creative Commons (BY) license
Random Access Poetry Day Four
The world can seem
made as merely shadows,
light filtered in with
flickers of hope
From afar, you seem ajar,
as if the darkness
might engulf you
but where wonder and
compassion and friendship
rest in reflection
the morning arrives with
the rising sun, and even
the waves sing love for
the lonely ones
Peace (in the light),
Kevin
PS — thanks to Bud for the image this morning