Shadows of a chandelier
Beautiful mystery of dark and light
Dancing, weaving, wondering, feeling
Not seeing with glassy eyes
Light fragmented sun ray cracked
The mind casts long reels of doubt
Wonder yet confusion
Enjoyment yet delusion
How many roles to play?
Theatrical conceit
Characters as hours of a day?
Eye-catching as deceit
Illustrious – lustre – lust – last?
Lest lukewarm fire stir
The ashes sprinkled
Memory of the present
Mourning love yet to be lost
Why hold a storm for the rainbow?
But let the sun shine
And be glorious in its God-written course
To set and rise in perfect time