The Light I've Looked For

The past has passed,

Of this much I am certain.

What rules me now

Is the me in this moment.

But I have not as of yet

Claimed atonement,

As I’ve ascertained

There’s a missing component:

A soul that seems not here

But there,

That can’t sit still

Till it gets somewhere—

A moving target

Just beyond the horizon,

A big, fiery light

I find so mesmerizing.

But here’s the thing

‘Bout that flickering flame—

I have one in me

That’s exactly the same.

The fact I forgot that

Is quite a shame.

But I guess that’s the catch

When you play in this game.

I wonder what happens

If I look not to the sun

But to the spark in my heart

That’s been begging for fun...

If I stop the train

To take in the view...

If I play for a minute,

Or perhaps play for two...

If I carry myself

Like I’m filled with light...

If I become like a star

Shining all through the night...

Would the world burn up

From the might of my blaze?

Would it scorch the Earth

And leave us in a daze?

Or does it have the power

To warm a cold heart,

To melt frozen ice

So that flow can restart,

To transform life

From eternal damnation

To something grand,

Like true revelation?