Reflection Seeking Light
by Odin Roark

Stay hidden,
lest the light
high above
refract the truth,
forcing the folly of power
into cascades of scree
eroding proud positions
of self-righteous power
into a delta of what once was.

Yesterday,
again today,
and the forever tomorrows,
more conflicts become battlegrounds
as innocence holds tenuously to its slumber,
dreaming of a now
where the still waters of trust
desperately peer at self-evidence,
wishing only to dispel their fear,
this darkness felt by children of all ages
who desperately defend their private reality,
sinking them deeper into buried darkness,
ultimately drifting beneath the forever molten stone
of truths continuum.

Many call such semblance
the mirrors of an impending abyss,
a resistance to lessons not yet learned.

How desperate those who stare vacuously into their unrealized selves,
discovering over and over their sad and lonely reflection
seeking only light.