Tuesday 1 November 2011

Stepping Out


I saw a bright light at the end of the tunnel,
It’s warm yellow glow beckoning and inviting,
Holding out the last lamp of hope before I fell,
My mind and body one big mass of pain, tiring.

Is it a portal through to where I want to go,
Or is it a mirage, a whisper of a promise,
So enticing that the heart does not say no,
To fall into an elephant trap, an endless abyss.

I will never know until I step out into the light,
To see my shadow as it stretches out at my side,
A valley, lush and green, stretching out into sight,
A paradise regained, the start of an endless ride.

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