In this twilight abounding,
As light’s soft cadence greets dark,
Memories of lessons resounding,
A haunted echo ignites a spark.
New light pours through us,
Dressed in clarity’s guise,
Calling out to embrace trust,
In the benevolence of sweet demise.
In the ending a beginning found,
Something more powerful and grand,
No longer shackled and bound,
By attachments controlling hand.
A brighter path holding promise,
Paved humbly with understanding,
In new light we’ll find solace,
Fearful hearts again expanding.
Eyes now look forward,
With hope and appreciation,
That acceptance will bring us shoreward,
To sands of pure salvation.
Reality reveals the mask of loss,
Is hiding the power of creation,
Bringing change to empower,
And rise above narrow fixation.
In the quiet I embrace the peace,
Of unknowable cosmic plan,
Pulled to begin and cease,
And play out in its perfect span.
About the Creator
Alexei Finch
I’m relatively new to poetry, but it’s quickly become a strong passion of mine. My hope is that anyone who reads my poetry is benefited in some way.
Keep reading
More stories from Alexei Finch and writers in Poets and other communities.
The Missing Ingredient
The first time I saw her, she was wearing a velvety, red ribbon in her hair. She carried a small leather backpack everywhere. She searched the forest by turning stones, checking beneath shrubs, listening to the wind as if it might carry an answer.
By Imola Tóthabout 13 hours ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.