A Flicker of Hope

a quick write; work in progress...

I see clearly in the discretionary night,
The truth of pure and innocent light,
Throughout the days harmonious right,
A dark reflection; a scrupulous sight.

Within this individual shadowy soul,
A place only I can certainly know... 
Where time and space begin to slow,
... Way down the far reaching alley; a flicker of hope.

Glass reflections on concrete surfaces,
Mirroring outward intentional purposes,
Wearing the mask of eternal sunshine,
Under the moon of sorrows decline.

Outwardly reaching a hand to my shoulder,
Startling inward this heart beats bolder.
Adrenaline running with speedy recovery,
The realization of a sudden discovery.

Nothing but the moment is terribly important,
I have my life and breath; with love in abundance,
I can take nothing away in objective fashion,
Subjective only; my psyche companion.

I feel still with empathetic compassion,
Thinking of you and all that has happened,
Acting alone, collectively conscious,
Speaking of wonders with joy and awesomness...

Abandon.

TRJ 1/13