Blue Rose

Darkness see what all becomes, light grasp what we need

Blue sky watching the scene of thy smile, looking a time to talk to thee, seeing angels pass by looking by, see all not seeing who thee are, to be a waiting i am, here in the darkness not dying waiting for thee, the light have strook the breath out of my mortal life, still the soul is still becoming darkness waiting for the light flames burst

Author's Note

sorry if it is hard to understand

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Darkness is a part of all of us. Easy to fall into darkness. Hard to find the light again. I like the poem. Short and filled with mystery. I like the strong ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote