In The Dark, Poem by Sandra Feldman
In The Dark,
Words come
Words go,
Temporary consolation,
For the melting snow,
As life flows,
Out of Time
Not even knowing
Where to go,
Slow, slow, slow
Even the poet's words
By now, have no glow,
As if cocooned in time
In the dark,
Sensations,
Without reason,
Without rhyme.
Sandra, when the light ekes out night there will be a new dawn for all to see. It is called positivity. ++10
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That which is lost one day will be found, beneath the melting snow.