SHINE THE LIGHT
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
It’s one in the morning
My household is snoring
Slumber land is calling
But I choose to ignore
Close the door
Time for me
Sitting with my cup
of tea
It’s so peaceful out of my window
My candle is a glow
Under the blanket of stars
Outside it’s cold enough to snow
I hear the words
So I guess an obsession
I feel the need to write
When there is no one around
Some strange expression
Where in my box of silence
I can reach a crowd
No need to speak allowed
I can hold my head up proud
Knowing that I write real from my heart
No loud words have left my mouth it shall never part
An yet I talk to you
And you listen
Through pastures green
And mountains glisten
By a stream
Or your very own prison
Your warmth radiates
Whilst the wars abominate
We together can escape
The darkness we abliviate
Hiding under a metaphorical cape
Safe against the elements
Pictures so decadent
Searching for words so eloquent
Opening boxes
Full of surprises
Wondering what is out there in the horizons
Asking for guidance
From those with diamonds
To souls lost to humanity
Living life fit for a queen
Or day by day charity
I reach you all
I hear you call
So on this silent night
Let’s all shine the light
© Fiona Cummings
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