I am searching for the light
I am wandering this night
In this ancient habitat
I might find the way at that

Broken church just like my soul
In the dimmer light is whole
Shining beacon in the night
I might find my way tonight

In the aching light of moon
Weeping hours pass too soon
Weary travellers alight
At this sanctuary this night

But if here by light of day
Nightmare fears are leeched away
And we’re tricked by sunlight rays
That we’ve finally found our way

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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