And Through The Days
And through the Light of Day
the sun shines a bit too bright,
it’s heat a bit too warm. It burns
all it touches, evaporating bodies
and leaving the vulnerable
star-seed of life’s soul vulnerable
to death’s aching thirst.
And through the dark of Night
the world descends into the
deepening coldness of the abyss.
It comes first as a calming balm
nurturing life back to health. As
night deepens, the coldness
stagnates, stifles, and coallesces
into am icy underworld where
naught but death lingers; forever
putting out the fire of life’s heart.
And through the times between
the bright day and the dark night
life lingers on, hanging by a
barren thread. Thawing out life
in the heat of morning’s light before
that life-granting sun becomes the
desolation of life. Those who survive
the heat through love’s gracious shade,
shall suffer through yet another
night. It forever fends off the cold
fingers of the constellations that
serve as a Light of Hope while
death washes over our bodies
in an icy harness that chokes our
voices to burgeoning quietness.
Sedefche 