In Light (a poem)

Everything worth knowing
once held
in those light-obscured rooms

Rooms
emptied, now
saturated by the sun

Truth
amidst the dancing motes
in the weaning afternoon light

Anything worth knowing
remained

Evidence
not much had changed
by the absence of the things

And yet
in light, there is warmth
hope, breath not yet had

Realized by
the absence of the things
not for the sake of them

We carry on
in light

a poem by,
Christina Schmidt, MA
www.ArmedWithCoffee.com
@gnrmuggle

Published by Christina Schmidt, MA

I'm an author and live in the vibrant city of Austin, Texas. Cheers, y'all.

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