The night descends
with mantle of ebony,
softness of lamplight
illuminates path home.
Along life's winding avenue
my footfalls echo
as gentle rays of guidance
radiate purpose here.
Walking confidently along
this course of my life,
beacon's glow embraces
protecting from eerie shadows that claw.
The light of my soul from within
chaperone's and defends
with this suitcase of hope
I will traverse the night.
To eliminate the gloom
manifesting the road to enlightenment,
this my life's purpose
in this travel bag bestowing peace.
In a list
A contest entry
- An Options Contest for 100 Entries!!! by Carpe Noctem.
650 points, ended March 12, 2008, 25 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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LOL Okay, no movie for you.......how about a picture?
http://www.cambridgeincolour.com/graphics/SoftDarkness.jpg
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