Even though I’m stumbling
blindly down
this dark corridor
to nowhere I’m just
feeling my way
through the dark
stumbling, stumbling
just trying
to reach the light
the light is exactly
where I want to go
you know that
that I want light
I want to feel close to the sun
I do so I’m
just going
to keep stumbling
down this dark path
I will
I will
I just want
to reach
the sun.
Let me, God,
please just
let me reach the sun.

It’s Cold Outside

I step out.
I see my breath in the air it is
caught like a picture -
it’s a moment in time.
Hanging there
like a picture on a wall.

I put my hands together.
Rub them vigorously -
surely this will warm me up.

I stamp my feet.
Walk about.
Surely this will warm me up.
Nothing.
What is this?
Where  am I
and who could possibly survive this insufferable cold ?

Me?
Is it supposed to be me?

Shimmer

I used to shine
Like gold
I would shimmer and refract light
I was a prism
I was
effervescent.
I really was.
Now I’m dull
I’m like muddy water that used to be fresh
a spring  
a well of
goodness and
life would spring from me
but now
I’m a bit of a mucky
messy puddle
a muddle of disappointment and dreams
lost
long
ago.