The Light

When what I thought was not.....

The Light,

 

 Last night in you I basked,

For the night though long delighted the masked,

I have returned to who always was,

For the ashes of the cause,

Had in its time brought forth the new.

 

In the vast have I wandered,

Seeking not the squandered,

But the one of no existence,

This all but evaded my presence,

As I trod the path of oblivion.

 

But amidst life’s gloom,

Is that speck of every ready moon ,

That softly lights the inner path,

Of what has always sought the bath,

To expose the hidden jewel delight.

 

Vincent

Author's Note

It is so easy to being deceived. No one is immuned.......

Reviews

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Interesting thoughts put to pen. Some good rhymes..Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I like this poem. It is really nice.