Chasing The Light

Orphaned by the distant wind

as darkness bathes the dawn

My wings have flown beyond my sight

to catch the cygnet swan

A brother to the foreign soil

lost father to the man

Hearing wisps of memories past

old promises remand

Alone upon a falling sea

in depths my heart bemoans

The water cold inside my veins

fresh images I’m shown…

To raise my spirit from its sleep

and chase the light above

The night relinquishes its grip

and frees the mourning dove

Returning messages of hope

to course before the sun

That shines upon my reclaimed self

—my flight at last begun


(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)

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