As my light becomes dark

I intertwine my words and vision into woven light

Thursday, December 9, 2010


There is a dusty path
That leads to a small door
The door to a small space
And in that small space
A light will appear
A light from my heart
I allowed you to come near
You saw my light
The beautiful light came from me
You reached through the small doorway
My heart was set free
You took hold of my torch
You took hold of me
Now where is my flame?
The flame that once warmed me
How do I illuminate a dark heart?
Which now is a bottomless hole?
How do I fill my heart with promise?
And empty the dark from my soul?
Where can I find the light?
The light just for me
And how can I fill the small space
The place, the space
My heart

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