I Speak To Dark

My dark and decrepit friend
Shall I sing you a lullaby of New Hope?
Your tattered dreams –
Have taken a beating by unkind hearts.
Could you hold to my promises?
My words would make you sway to -
Rhythms of a cherished hymn long forgotten
Should you only let them.
Serenity is my making
Though you doubt it so
Our minds are alike across parallel.
Distance from here to there
Is not measured by miles
But by how far the breach you are willing to try.
The idea of “us” never belonged to me
It belonged to you from the first gelatinous poke.
I could lose myself in the image of sharing it.
Both Shadow and Light
A box containing two
Twilight and Dawn.
Together “we” could break the Morning –
That all have come to know.

by Tabitha Castillo

Comments (1)

'together we could break the morning' i love this... hmmmm.thanks md.