Darkness To Light

It wells up inside me,

but words will not come


 I reach for them desperate,

the mood zero sum


My insides are shaking,

all peace is recalled


The rumblings foreboding,

complacency falls


My mind is locked down,

 my speech has gone mute


Like a great locomotive,

the first word breaking through


The dozens that follow

keep me pinned to my chair


As voices I know

start consuming the air


My brain is on fire,

 my will starts to melt


Time sacrificial,

 what’s heard and then felt


My pen has unfrozen,

in timeless delight


Directing this journey

—from darkness to light


(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

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