And there was light

Light at the end of the tunnel

How cliché

I look, there’s no ray of sunlight

Nothing to direct my path

I keep trodding though

In hope to see this light

The journey is hard

But I keep going

The thought of light

Quickens my steps

And keeps me engaged

A glimpse of something afar

Grabs my attention

Each steps takes me closer

I brace myself

As the full ray of the sun embraces me

I found it!!

Light!

 

One thought on “And there was light

  1. What a great metaphor that can mean something unique to each reader – whatever it is that brings light to their lives, the seeking, the knowing, the hoping, and the arrival. The movement through this poem is nicely rendered.

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