Isaiah in the Dark

Go back and gather the fireflies to light your way forward— to run through past moments where wishes and dreams bond in clusters and the sun falls backward in time.

Swollen breasts, a heaving chest— a lost river of milk flowing into a sea of uncertainty hidden by a corona of clouds where one sits in silence, whispering through doubt.

On this living in the land of deep darkness, a healing light has dawned— a tomorrow promise glimmering like fireflies, lighting the beyond.