The Darkest Day

The Darkest day,
Has come,
The candle light,
Can barely fight, 
The night. 

So we gather up our light,
To fight the darkest day,
To fight the darkest night,
And dream of the brightest day.

Social Distancing

Odd,

Space,

Keeping distance,

Needed for,

Health,

And safety.

So strange.

The Wind Passes

A thought,
A feeling,
A change in my dreams.

The wind passes by slowly,
And I wonder if I should wait.
Does the wind have anything to say,
That I should understand?

The world may yet wait,
For this moment to pass.

This Space Was Intentionally Left Blank

This space,
Was intentionally left blank,
For artistic reasons,
Nothing to see,
Or read,
Other then gibberish,
And things,
That could have meaning,
Depending on how,
You interpret the meaning.
But you can’t,
Or you won’t.
So this space was intentionally left blank.

Lost

To find a thing, I cannot see.
To learn the way, I should be.
A darkness now, that I must seek.
Looking for a light to keep.
I’ve found myself, lost again,
In the gray, where roads bend.
A shimmering star, far away
is my only guide. So I must go with no delay.
A simple rise, a simple fall.
Listening now for the call
A simple rise, the light will fall.
The black flame will always burn…