What To Do

When darkness seeps in

To the crevices of the soul,

What to do…

When sorrow finds its way

On the silken web of the heart,

What to do…

When the sun burns out

As a charcoal mess of sooty despair,

What to do…


These times will come

Faithful as the wind is to an autumn day

But these times shall pass

As dark fading to light.


Oh, while the soul reads of these tales

My mind begins to slip


Away farther.

I tug and pull

On the silver cord

And forever remember

The hand I sleep in



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