Poetry

Light the Dark

If I watch you hard and long

Unblinking, steady as a stare

I can actually see you move

Nearly full in a rock blue sky

Inch by inch filling gaps in the tree tops

You rise to light the dark

 

And I,

Nothing but head and heart for a month or more

All full of thought and desire

Must learn again to stand

To wake this mass of sleeping muscle

To walk and even dance

Under the moon and into tomorrow.

 
PoetryAustin Roman