He walks over the sea-washed shells
and stones, the relics of the tides
of time. He walks toward the lighthouse,
that symbol of safety and guidance,
as though his own life might need
some buffer from the rocks
and shallows of the shore.
But he walks, knowing
the true light is within him.
The same light that, when absent,
Creates the absolute darkness.
excellent! a great deal better than the space-friendly phrase of our misspent youth: "onward thru the fog"!!
Posted by: jim Lynch | May 31, 2012 at 08:52 AM