Saturday, March 10, 2007

Darkest ? When ?

The gloom is always internal;
Produced by what one feels, not sees.
And, darkest hours come apace with lapse
Of memories and gratitude for Life, just Life.

It is not ever darkest "just before the dawn"
As some cute Pollyanna poet said.
Dark floods the unforgiving, graceless Soul
Embittered by discomfort, pain and guile
Suffusing light, eclipsing memory.

The darkest time is any time we choose
To not remember all the poignant joyful hours
We never understood or treasured.
And we’re empowered to change the meaning of it all.

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