'Tis in the darkest hour that
... shines so on one's heart path:
Where who, what, when, how,
Where, and sometimes why,
Yet, never Y2K, are unanswered
By the you that is to be, whilst gleaned.
Then, not receding from reality,
Evolving lights one's footsteps
That followed none, leaving no trace
And saving the human race,
Which echo on forever, in all ways, always.
Even shadows speak of the light.
Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 1:06 AM UTC
'Tis in the darkest hour that
... shines so on one's heart path:
Where who, what, when, how,
Where, and sometimes why,
Yet, never Y2K, are unanswered
By the you that is to be, whilst gleaned.
Then, not receding from reality,
Evolving lights one's footsteps
That followed none, leaving no trace
And saving the human race,
Which echo on forever, in all ways, always.
Even shadows speak of the light.
While writing this I was reminded of Madonna's great multi: -art, -culture, -advocacy song, video, 'Like a Prayer'. Also, Happy Rhodes great song lyric, "a beacon in the sky, meant to catch your eye". Never Y2K: a premeditated unnatural disaster engineered to steal tax and other dollars; like the purposeful non-prevention of the failing of the levees in NOLA in '05- even though they were routinely warned and paid federal funds to reinforce them for decades, yet they didn't. "It's better to light one candle than to curse the darkness", Thoreau. "It's always darkest before the dawn", Dickenson. Thanx for all you do too; copy, share as you will :) reality
Request permission to use this poem