Unlit is this darkest stone
Quiet shadows flit by
As I travel on my own
Storm clouds gather in the sky
Fearful with each step
Not wanting to walk down
This path is risky and treacherous
And when these clouds open, I might drown
There is no moon to guide me
Not a star is twinkling on high
How far will I get
When there is no guiding light
I look to the heavens
The darkest clouds are swirling
My life is hanging by a thread
As the wind is whirling
Then a tiny beam of sunlight
Dances down to me
It wraps me in its warmth
I am protected from this darkness that I see
YOU ARE READING
Of Love and Darkness
PoetryThis is a book of poetry. Some are of hope and love, while some are full of the darkest parts we hide inside our hearts.
