Holding Hands With The Light

I have held hands with the light and walked its soft path of joy.

Yet now I stumble amongst shadows; I live in a world of silence…

a world that seems so dark, a world which is shallow and void.

The face that I wear in the day bears no resemblance to the one I wear at night.

Few people remain that even remember that I once walked holding hands with the light.

I fault them not, for they really just don’t know…

How could they when it’s never to them my true face I show.

It does get better with time as I now sing the old song, “hello darkness my old friend”.

Someday I say…someday I will with joy walk holding hands with the light again.

But for now it’s only the dark silence that never seems to have an end.

J. Allen Wilson © 1/19/2009

 the light in the darkness

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