Posted in Leaves on the Poet Tree (Poems)

Reaching for the Light


at times it is a stretch to reach the cord that hangs down,
to find the tiny line in the darkness of your life-room,
to gather the strength needed to put a probing hand up into the invisible air

but still you try and eventually the cord is found, pulled, and when brilliance fills your space, you realize even if the light had not come on, it was the reaching that really mattered

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