Movement

The light begins
And darkness fades
In wounded illness
My soul doth wade
Heart clings to shadow
While brightness brings
Resplendent mystery
New days of spring
Edging forward
Onward, true
I long for peace
I yearn for You.
Unsettled, I stay
With but one sight
I will not sleep
This passing night
Wishing to enfold
And keep this dream
Persistent in manner
Afloat upon a stream
Of illusory delight