Restless Poem by Ashley Jarrett

A pale shadow hangs over the light,
An ethereal luminosity only seen at twilight.
It brings peace, a calming peace to one's chest,
A reminder that in this busy world, one still needs to rest.

The darkness reminds me of countless nights waiting,
A restlessness that seems to be never abating.
These feet have touched far too few different lands,
Wanting only to collect the grains of distant sands.

If only life came with some sort of markers in the road,
Pointing out where we should find our abode.
Perhaps our paths are supposed to be long,
So that we then appreciate where we belong.

For now, my soul waits to hear,
A call that will bring it to cheer.
A freedom that this life cannot tame,
To finally call upon that which it cannot name.