oft times,
in the deepest, darkest, depths of
night
there shines a barely illuminating
light
on the shadows of a soul in
despair

and with that barely
perceptable light
comes a feeling of
something right
that lifts that soul to hieghtsof which it
was unaware

mine's been low,
and mine's been high,
and touched to often
to make me cry

but i'm strong
and aware
and searching for that light
again




5\3\09

Very touching....

thank you, puffins....tried to e-mail you but i smoke, so was blocked

Your poems just get better and better...

This is an excellent write! Very powerful and full of hope. Yes, that barely illuminating light, that barely perceptible light, seems to be the light of LOVE that penetrates every corner of darkness and hears and feels and responds to every moment of despair.

Wow. I look forward to more of your writes

Never stop searching (((Bob)))