Long-Lasting Knowing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Darkest corridors of night, hiding pathways of escape,
blinding those who can no longer stand and fight.

There are those poised, ready for flight, into unknown territory, because hopelessness has overcome them.

Leaning forward over the abyss of life, stretched before
them, lie eons of endless torment.

Forgotten in mists of mazes, with no where to run,
choosing instead to lie down and die before their time
has come.

Lonely, sifting through desert sands, searching for even
a minute particle of meaning, they turn away defeated,
none is found.

Looking ahead, mountains loom, foreboding, hastily
looking to the ground, traipsing through shadows of noon
day sun.

Never seeing the light it casts upon earth, just
observing what beauty can be found in daily shadows.

Finally, meaning has been uncovered, within shadows of daylight, stunned meaning spills forth into the wisdom
of long-lasting knowing.