On a night like this
a book is left unread,
dinner untouched,
calls missed,
a door locked
and a room already dark
all because you feel unwanted.
But remember the sky lantern
we released, dear one
on a night like this.
She is part paper,
part fire,
part unwanted by the sky;
But she braves the wind
and the rain---
a flame is burning
wild inside of her.
Look how it lifts her up.
Look how she makes a difference
in the dark.
YOU ARE READING
Live
PoetryOur hearts are brave as fire, minds gentle as earth, dreams are fluid as water, and our souls are as free as the wind. (Poetry and Prose) #2 of the end-live-begin trilogy.
