Needing the Light
I sit in the dark needing the light.
Pretending I am content living in sorrow.
The blinds could be opened
Changing the course of the day
Bringing light and Love into a bleak place.
One gentle tug and the forest sun will brighten everything
Bringing rainbow light into my life. My soul begs for me to begin.
Three hours later here I sit in a gray place staring at a ridiculous I-Pad
Which has brought me no joy in hours; a hostage to my own laziness.
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