Certain Uncertainty. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Sun wakes up, a sleepy gold,
Another day, a story told.
The path ahead, a misty gray,
We take a step and start the day.

Each footfall soft, a gentle beat,
Hope whispers, 'The journey's sweet.'
But shadows dance, a hidden fear,
Of turns unseen, and ends unclear.

Yet every flower, bright and bold,
A tiny truth, a chance to hold.
Though roads may bend, and skies may weep,
The sun will rise, while we're asleep.

So breathe it in, this fragile light,
And walk ahead, with all your might.
For even fear, a whispered plea,
Can bloom to joy, eventually.

T.M.Solvang