11 August, 2017

Pockets of Light


Pockets of Light

In the forest
Sun beaming down
Yet only pockets of light appear

As in life
Love transcends
Yet we see only hurt and fear

Opening windows
Opening doors
Allowing light to flow in

When the light reflects
In our hearts
Only then may the love begin

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