A Light in the Dark

Blackness encases me like my eyes are stitched shut,

A sliver of light peers in but never enough to see the stuff around.

It's like a breaker in the house I dwell has been severed and cut,

The darkness circles me until leaving no vision only sound.

Stumbling forward hands touching items that sight can not see,

Feeling blinded only yet it feels that way because nothing can seem

to appear.

Blinking never stops for hoping that light will suddenly be,

Still blinded but alas at least able to hear.

Grace comes in many stages as it ascends upon us in one go,

A single candle can light your way if you allow it to show you

the way.

When your path is lit up you have the choice to say no,

But for myself I say a resounding yes to a light in the dark

even on the gloom of the day.