One of the English teachers at LCHS organized a poetry reading/recitation at school this week. Students, parents, and teachers read or recited favorite poems and explained what they meant to them. I went to listen and to be inspired. I love hearing poetry, and I love writing poetry. There is something deep and meaningful in the words of a poem, and that connects with me and speaks to me. I was inspired and I have had a poem inside of me begging to be written, expressing my own experiences in thoughtfully chosen words. I hope that it will speak to someone...
seeking The Light
Darkness
suffocating and overwhelming
I was blind and hopeless
seeing no way out of the cold blackness
believing the lies
feeling trapped, paralyzed by fear
And then, a glimpse of light
the flame of a flickering candle
giving just a glimmer
but enough to see one step forward
and another and another and another
one step at a time
until I emerged from captivity
and stepped into the radiance
of freedom and truth and love
turning my face toward The Son
seeking The Light
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