Light streaming from the sun
Oh look the day has come
Now I can see all that lies ahead
Another day means I'm not dead
~
But that same light shown through crimson glass
Gives visions of most horrible things come to pass
Red light streaming on my face
Did I make it through another day
~
That light shown through hues of gold
Angelic presence now behold
Gold light streaming across my face
Blessed by God's good grace
~
Light can hold so much meaning
But the lens you see it through gives it weight
Light by itself holds no meaning
But how you see it can decide your fate
Born from watching light stream through my windows. I hope you enjoyed this piece. If you did then leave a like, subscribe, and feel free to leave a tip. Till next time.
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Josephine Mason
I write because I'm always drifting off to other lands in my mind. Please subscribe, like, and if I'm doing well please tip. You can buy my first book now at the link below. Available on many ebook platforms. https://books2read.com/u/bQygdE
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