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A Beam of Light

Through the fog

clouding the mind,

through the heaviness

dragging the body--

there comes a beam of light,

illuminating,

lifting,

up out of the haze,

up out of the maze,

the clouds disperse,

the feet step lightly,

ah, this is so much better--

until the next time

the dense mist returns--

then, we can remember--

the light, too, will follow.

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John Botterill

Wed 11th Jan 2023 21:58

Light as metaphor. I love it.

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