What?

The clouds remind me
Of the hopeful past
Let me forget
What’s going to last

The whispers in my ears
Tell me of my pain
As I remember
What I had to gain

Yet the shivering darkness
Of years long ago
Ripped apart
By this very soul

The bush is burned
And he spoke to me
Of the light that’s yet to come
Of the light I can’t see
Shining lights
And shining sea
I close my eyes
She puts her hand on me

“Let go.
Let go.
Let go.”


The light has burned out
I should replace the bulb