Beyond The Blinding Light
For all The Sun these Trees have took,
The Forest floor in Dappled Shade
has Nurtured Thought from Mind to Book
and with that Seed a Woodland made.
Though Sunbeams Shed their Rays Unbent
it's in The Shade Beyond the Glare,
Where Lies a Subtle Truth Unspent
that we might Capture Hidden There
So Stare not Blind Toward the Light
keep Measured Gaze at All Around,
for Sunlight Shows not all of Plight
Nor cares that it is Ever Found.
Auracle
Mon 11th Mar 2024 11:02
You're welcome David.
The poem is a nice metaphor for a limited perspective on life.
Very pleasantly written for my taste.
Many thanks