10 January, 2014

A Life Saving Beacon

Alone on a ground
Of gray mist, a lone beacon
Shows me the way home.

As the beacon glows
So do my spirits arise;
I follow the path.

The gray mist begins
To lift before my green eyes,
And I hear a sound.

My voice sings out warm
As I grow nearer to home,
With joy in my heart.

Alone on the ground
The sun lights my tangled mind;
I'm now safely home.

Copyright Denise A White

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