First Light

For the first time I knew the difference between light and dark

what I thought I could see was only the edges of the shadow

once removed, the day-dream veil became so useless

the light that causes us to burn will hurt until the flaws are forged away

I had a taste

and it was enough to keep me planted in the truth

within the quest I seek with the fullest of my heart

not a drop of me will rest

I have replaced

the very thought that I know well enough to do

all that needs to be done from the finish to the start

I’ve failed my own pathetic quest

So now I’m free

of the impossibilities I set up for myself to fail

I laughed at everyone from behind my hubris walls

the echoes I sent out come crash into my ears

and it’s a beautiful sound

to know that I was never perfect

so now I’m closer to perfection

the lowest trampled love

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

This almost seemed like the first whispered words of a novel, setting the stage for what has been... and what miraculous events lie in the pages just beyond. Remarkable.