And now to write And so good night Whether anyone reads or not
Some say they do So maybe you Have read a little bit of what I found in the dark In search of a spark Of meaning along the way Gleaned from the gloom observed then brought Out into the light of day Returned from where Among the stars the world is small Attempting to make some sense of it all
I share from there Such insight as I might seeking see In the night between darkness and destiny
Allmost like a prayer, Steven. Maybe the prayer of your soul...
Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)
Reviewed on June 28, 2006
I've been reading you.. just haven't had a chance to say much. I too try my best to make sense of it all. I fall short many a time in my ways but I do so try...
I know where you're coming from with this, Stevie. The image complements your verses superbly as well. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you,
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Helen
Fine poem again my friend,
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Truly,
A
Regis
There are a lot of unknowns for certain, I guess that's why having the faith of a child is so imperative in so much in life.
This construct was a blessing Poet!
Richard
God Bless,
Lew