Later at Night
Late at night, when all is still,
My spirit walks the hallways of my mind,
Seeking solace, peace, and the will
To stay yet another day.
All I find is pain and heartache.
Then, away down the hall,
A glimmer of hope to ease the ache,
And face yet another day.
I squint and peer with all my might
Clearer with each step, I see
Glowing and growing in that little light
Courage to face the brand new day.
Clearer and clearer in that light, I see
In the swirling warmth and glow,
The love and faith surrounding me
More than enough for this new day.
3 comments:
And last but not least, by any means, this is a great little poem, very very special, I wish I had written it. Keep writing Zareba, keep the faith and the voice, really good to hear them sing.
I love this! Thank you Zareba!
Thank you both. It means a lot to me.
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