Poem: As we leave our shadows behind

It’s hard to imagine life
As anything more than
An unfinished palette
Less masterpiece than mess,
Dubious colors swirling in the shadows
Of the approaching sunset,
As the light gives way to something less…
And what artificial cheer is brought
By hopeful pricks of candlelight
In the gathering storm of gloom that is night
Seems to fade to insignificance beside
The darkness it seeks to set aside,
As the flickering shadows intrude
On the thoughts we seek most to hide.

Dawn is so very far away,
And even as we start to say goodbye
To the day that slowly leaves our minds
We yearn for hopeful truths to find
Somewhere in the morrow
Where the candles need no longer shine
As the spirits that stir in the enveloping dusk
Fall, once again, asleep a time,
Where the one true joy is only ever thus…
To see the sun, glorious in the newest of days…
To transcend our past, as we leave our shadows behind.