Superior Sunrise Poem
The sun once again drew me to Her shores–
Her neon colors flooding windows
Painting walls warm.
I immediately stepped “Into the light”
As they say–
A barrier still separating.
So to the Lake
Like a magnet with inconceivable force,
I went–
To a beach swallowed whole
By sets as tall as I
And higher
Neon runways of light,
Narrow paths for weary souls–
Oblivion
Open eyes,
Hearts
Swallowed,
Spit out
Shaken to wake–
The path towards living whole.
Darkness needs neon,
A flooding and covering
Warm blanket
Of Presence.
