Promise to myself
It’s time to say goodbye
I am turning my light
to scorch the darkness
my faith
is yet to reach
I can only see the shadows
of what will soon appear
They loom as shadows often do
in the deep of the night
not quite the shape of what
they will become
The dim light flickering from its
new found angle
shapes them as something else –
perhaps smaller than what they are
or out of proportion to what they will become in the light
when they are fully revealed
And these are the things I know
before they are unveiled in their fullness
I will laugh with delight
when my soul meets those shadows
and they turn into nothing I would have
expected them to be in the darkness
They will be illuminated as
fragments I had lost when I came from that star
that flung me into this life
The dust of the universe finally moulded
Into the shape it needed to become
© Tanya Southey @ Ordinary Poetry
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