There is a Light
There is a light
Small
And distant though now it is
That still I wish upon
When cold and unfeeling night
Finds me stricken.
It’s no longer at my bidding
As freely once it was.
For these gentle stars
Cannot
Be contained,
But unrestrained must
Make its brilliant flight
Unbidden
Into the far-off horizon.
Even so, in time’s past, if
In my plight, I feared to fall,
And pained, my existence
Felt a fragile thing,
I’d sing out with my plaintive song
And lo, upon the edge of sight,
A scintillating, gladdening glow,
Stealing out of hidden glooms,
Would soon return to
Bathe me in its welcome warmth.
Of course, I know now
This will not always be so.
Such lights
Must answer other calls.
It’s not bound to me.
And while I may be resistant
When it journeys on,
Swaddled by the darkness
Until it’s out of sight,
And may even dim in time,
I have a hidden hope
That it will always be listening
From afar
And perhaps heed my call again.
So that when a cold
And unfeeling night
Finds me unhappy hence,
My small and gentle light
Will speedily return,
To offer me warm comfort
And furnish me with all
The vital strength I need.
This is simply gorgeous ♡