there is a silver light flickering in the distance
a candle perhaps
or is it hope
it is the light in all our hearts,
but it seems so far away
i dream while awake and find there the challenges
of my life in metaphor
never clearly defining a path
but always that light in the distance
always hope as a guide –
i would like to hold that light tight and close
giving myself sight and course
but distance seems necessary
is it easier to fight and struggle
than to walk slowly,
and with purpose
each step closer the candle flickers and dies then is renewed further down the path
is this simply life
are we made to want to suffer
or do we simply think we must
who taught us that suffering is human
who made us feel that life must be hard
who said that pain cannot simply be accepted and embraced with love
i want to embrace pain knowing it means i have lived
and to hold that candle
in my hand to guide me through it,
not make me long for less
can i live without regret?
do i want to?
does the sea regret the pain it encompasses?
does the sky remember the dangers is possesses?
or does the earth simply embrace and accept its role in the universe?
i ask myself
why do i question everything
why do i see the world as dark or light
why do i question my place
perhaps I simply am
and that’s enough
is that enough?
and if not…