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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