A thousand spotlights probe the dark
demand the sharing of their light
this multitude of good intent
falling short in their brilliance

those precious beams should reveal
what’s beyond that’s concealed
instead the shadows rule the day
as well as night to broad dismay

the sum of nothing is resolved
to exist beyond love’s call
when the void is not dissolved
by intentions of the heart

still the shafts seek to share
resolutions of tenderness
if only they had a chance
to pierce the dark and share the light.

© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20191006.