Light that Lives

Awake in the early hours
while the stony earth sleeps,
I drop a line into the inner river,
my bone hook baited
with the scored flesh of faith,
aching for another glimpse
of the golden light
that lives where darkness
cannot reach.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reading of “Light that Lives” with music by Secret Garden


 


10 Responses to “Light that Lives”

  1. Tom Figel says:

    Don, this good poem by a good man has more than usual timeliness. This is when all of us should be reaching for the light.

  2. We’ve all been reaching for “that place” lately. Thanks for the company, Brother! Warm Blessings.

  3. Keith says:

    Beautifully said Don. May our confidence that light is always present, even when we don’t see it everyday, continue to remind us to be mindful where we put our line down.

  4. Juli Martin says:

    Another inspiring poem Don. Thank you for the sublimity!

  5. Exquisite, thank you Don.

  6. Mark J Dellamano says:

    Thanks Don. A beautiful poem. One that I could revisit everyday.

  7. Maria Frid says:

    So very lovely, Don………….the golden light illuminates all matter of things!

  8. David Barnes says:

    Don, any poem and any man or woman that speaks of Living Light is right up there in my eyes and in my heart—here you evoke experience born of knowing, which is love and light in living flesh. Selah

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