The Light Remains


I found the light above

and thought it unsustainable.

reflected cheery optimism

and life in represented green

and thought it false and mean.

But rooted in the muck

with years beneath my feet

I found myself unmovable.

Darkened, blurry, melancholy,

and life, represented frayed

and it took my breath away.

Now light above and feet of clay

reflections change and move

my root stays same.

I let it be as waters move

and shadows hide

the light always remains.

S. Bell

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