Through Time

Searching the Light of Life
Although the winter had been long and chilly,
my attitude was warm and cheerful.

However, as the days grow longer again, my joy is receding.
I see that my trees are just dying skeletons.
Their autumn colors have been burned into my mind.
My hope for life’s renewal fades as the weeks go by.

However, I rely on a source of boundless energy.

If I begin to search, I will find a spiritual home.
Each moment of the year becomes a memory.
They remind me that I am on a journey through time.

W. Wayne B.

© 2012 W. Wayne B.
Photo credit: Md. Asaf Hossain

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About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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