Drawn In

pulled through the dirt

to find one can fly

and the glitter on the turf

always caught the eye

sparkling till one looked real close

drawn in to see the face shimmering in the beige

bland fluff of ground

minutes ticked by

eternities passed

we sat pulled into ourselves

watching it all fade to black

then return to light

sparkle and shine

till the full of your eye started to glitter

drawn in with a laugh

falling over the top of the ghost

of shadow that still crossed your face

as if we could not stop the shade

it still fascinated me

the play of light and dark

the sparkles and glitters

distracting a mind lost in wonder

full of life and images of others

who have lived before

only to pass the universe on to me

or you however you want to see it as we are one

living for all to see the glitter

drawn in and around like the circle of cycles

we planted that spring

forever growing and molding

the shape we became

Night

Inky black
From the lighted room.
So bleak.
So dark.
Can one return?

Stepping out.
The stars shine bright.
It looked so dark,
But there is light.

Splashes of light
Everywhere.
From the road.
The sky.
Reflecting off the stairs.

No longer surrounded
By the darkness.
Open to the world
The light has found us.

Beckoning

The light is burning brighter,
Beckoning us to follow through.
Come now it says, the light has found you.

Follow, we must, it is our choice,
To be guided by the light,
Beckoning us to follow through.

It speaks to us in whispers.
Guiding us to flow with it,
Toward the unknown.

Can you hear the call,
Beckoning to come forward,
The time is now.

Do not hesitate.
Do not fear.
Come toward the light now,
For the light will keep life clear.