Waiting to be seen
the book lies open
in front of me
but the black refuses
to let me see…
But something shines bright
through the dark
an unknown light
a broken rib to re-unite?
or just the glare
of a cold dark night?
Confusions dawn but I hope not day
for the light will then fade away
day doesn’t break thank god at last
so I have the light this night
and forever, for me, to last…
