Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Waiting
like the lamp post
for the morning
and the sun
so he can rest
turn his lights off
and love the day
silently
quietly
passionately.

Mornings give him
darkness but
illuminates
the rest of his life
with unbelievable
light so powerful
it makes everything
beautiful

so beautiful
he forgets his purpose
to be a light
in the dark.

He doesn't want
the moon to come
and the stars to shine.

Just the sun, all day
all night.

©jln.

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