Light Between Parallels

Ninja Kiwi on Nov 15, 2010

When there’s a tiny gap in the curtains or at the side of the window, and a narrow beam of light just cuts through into the room…

Shaft of hope falls across the paper:
Fading, fading now into darkness.
A blinking face of grace: serene
And full of mercy. Shining.

Dusty glimmer reflecting enchantment,
Revealing fairies of gloomy attics
And angels’ wings lending belief
To the lost; the afraid; the insecure.

Ebbing; dwindling; drifting feathers-
Birds long gone left behind legacies,
But they can’t fly on light alone.
Settle now, but smash upon the floor.

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Aiyanna on Nov 15, 2010
Do you know when people write about hope on paper, it is because they believe in it… When they believe in it, they create it… When they create it, they appreciate it…. Never dim Hope for that is what makes the world go round…

When you believe nothing becomes insecure…. Angel Wings give you comfort and BTW, that is God… When the Creator gives you hope and belief, it is done with a greater purpose….

Those birds never smash upon a floor, for they soar to greater height with their wings of fame and will prove their real worth… The world will know them….
Ninja Kiwi on Nov 16, 2010
I’m afraid I was just talking literally here – describing a shaft of light, seen only because of the dust which clouds the air; fading only because a cloud passes over the sun for a moment; smashing on the floor because dust can’t hang in the air forever with no one to teach it to fly. This was meant to be a happy poem… Uhm, did I not do it right?
PaulB on Dec 20, 2010
Lovely imagery. Makes me think of a waterfall too. Well written.

Hi there!