The Dark Comforts


The door is open but nearly closed. 
A light shines through but only dimly.
A glimmer of hope now transposed.
All good expectations have become dreary.

The eternal darkness returns to show comfort.
Embracing the lost when the light fades.
Lifting burdens leaving you unencumbered
While the light constantly deviates.

  • Author: Jmcg (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 4th, 2018 13:22
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Maxine Smith

    May the door be open, the light shine bright and the Hope overwhelms you once again.

  • Goldfinch60

    That light is always there, do not be afraid to open the door wide and let the full light shine upon you, it is there for you.

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