When You’re Gone.
How can I feel that your presence is here
While you breathe the air in a place nowhere near?
As I close my eyes, I reflect on a thought
Of all that you are and all you are not.
The Lantern
In each of us, there is a small light that we can find, if we look deep enough, that has the power to give us the little spark that we need to keep moving on, even on the bleakest journeys.
Give me Time.
A poem reflecting on the things I always take for granted, yet need to focus more on, with the remaining time that I have.
