Light

On the look out for the light

I found my self in darkness
Swimming in despair
With the feeling of solitude beside me
Have I found the light yet?
Why ‘the beast’ keeps fighting insensibly my own true self?
I can only say that if I look around between the clouds of panic
I can sense the light presence in the silence of its own background
This persistence light appears to disappear but still there touching me with its soft warmth
Have I found the light yet?
Why ‘the beast’ keeps fighting insensibly my own true self?
Truthfully I am lost but It still there find me and leaving me…
Marbye