Living Along Poem by David Thomas

it's like living a lie
that slowly, so so slowly never dies
and deep inside of your heart
and inside of your soul
is this tiny little light
shining brighter than anything
anyone of us as ever seen in their lives,
and it has just one single reason for being there.

it shines on.
there's no telling when.
or how. or why.
but it constantly shines so brightly
that no tunnel is dark, no forest is without
some form of light,
everywhere you are
anywhere you exist,
you feel it beating deep
deep inside of your soul...

and it's love...
and it's love...
at the end of the light the front of the tunnel
the darkest corners of Earth,
it is love.