A SHADOW OF DARKNESS

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by mwiddison

by mwiddison

I stand behind in the shadow of light

worrying and wondering about the great flight.

The vision is vicious and easy to see,

I often feel them staring at me.

Their eyes keep glaring and kept very still.

I pray for sunlight behind every hill.

But shadows and darkness are all that remain,

except for the monsters protecting domain.

Give me a path or arrow to follow,

or somewhere ahead the monsters will swallow.

They'll swallow the wishes and dreams I have made,

only to shadow me, with a little more shade.

The hill I see with the bright shining light,

has no arrows or path to show that I am right.

So give me your hand then show me the way,

to warmth and comfort where ever it lay.

Michael Widdison

Sept. 1981