July 18, 2011

With Faith My Answer Is...

The evening is grim
with shadows whispering
quietly amongst themselves,
secrets of the darkened night
hidden in the outline of a willow

Quiet is the moment as
currents stir with movement,
buzzing along the curvatures of
the foliage lined path that longs
to live beyond their dark haven

Can’t light come to thee?
Can’t streams of bright beckoned
suddenly appear for the moment?
Can’t in an instant there be a promise?
A light for tomorrow?

I shan’t be bewildered for it is
with faith my answer is - yes