Sunday, April 24, 2011

Night Lights

Dark but not


blackness.


Dancing, twinkling


guiding,


I know they are there,


the night lights.



Why did we


obliterate them?


Exchange them?


I know they are there,


I feel them.



Dreams are made


in the Cosmos.


The dark of night


illuminated


with gems.


Dancing, twinkling


guiding


night lights.



Dark used to be


darker.


Night used to be


blacker.


Or were the stars


brighter?


Out there


somewhere


is the dark,


complete with the


illuminating Cosmos.


Ready to guide,


to teach,


and inspire.



Turn off the lights!


Turn off the lights!




1 comment:

  1. Excellent post thanks for sharing. I enjoy reading and writing poems very much. It’s very relaxing. Thanks again.

    An Easter Poem

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