Come the Sounds of Light

Finding peace and magic in the simple things like fireflies.

"Come the Sounds of Light"



Being apart,
the sounds of his silence
hurt my ears.

Falling into a black hole;
a painful abyss of no noise,
hearing only the quiet rain
of my soul's resounding tears.

Shining light above
catches my breath.
This shivering sight
seduces the moment
distracting all fears.

Fireflies,
gatekeepers of the night.
Glances and trances,
whispers of tiny lantern notes.
These midnight fairies
sway and swoon
to music of the clouded moon.

Like his voice,
this collective candelabra,
a nighttime symphony of light
vibrates and trembles glee
in my heart.
With a bright song, I am set free.

Out of this late night,
come the sounds of light.

Magic and peace;
a promise I hold, and will keep.
Into wee hours of morn and beyond,
my heart no longer torn, blinded or deft.
Gauzy, breezy curtain of fairy-like wings
quickens my spirit.
An ease comes within the mystique,
and dreamy sleep.

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