What came before may persevere
exacting cost against the change
now unwilling to release
those who seek to find their way
the paths may open late in life
disregarding history
even while the tales repeat
echoes none would choose to hear

the deeper truths may take time
informed by signposts in the fog
becoming clearer as the sun
burns the doubt from the mind
pointing onward into light
still the darkness is nearby
with the tendrils reaching forth
like a shadow that persists

only existing as a shade
reliant on brightness to exist
to have one will bring the other
but death awaits in retreat
to shun this creature is to turn
back to the pit from where it came
instead persevere with the change
knowing life will then persist.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20181006.