Friday, April 1, 2011

Forming Clarity

Unsure of this life,
Caught on the lonesome road.
Dark and desolate,
He waited for the light.

The shiny, soft light,
shades of yellow and green,
round and lively,
bringing him to a sense of clarity.

But it wasn't there.
What he felt, and who he was,
it was sad.
Big moment of sadness.

It's gone. All of it.
Nothing is here.

Where is the light? Where can I find it?
Is it here? Is it in you?

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