The Light Poem by Rosmin Elsa Mohan

When tides come in high and low
When time goes inert and slow
When tears go wasted away
And days turn dark and grey

When there's no shoulder to cry on
Nor true friendships to spare
When there's no family to lean on
Nor any words to share

There's always a light
That restores the sight
That glows when it all turns black
That leads you to find your way back

When seasons pass away like sand
When you feel uncertain of playing your hand
When solitude becomes your shadow in time
You will see the light in its prime

The light that pushes you to win
The light that strengthens you from within
It makes you claw back on life
It makes you run, to fight, to strive.

That light is nothing but You
You ought to be the Light!

When tides come in high and low
Be the Light that silently glows!