The Edge of Light

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Dark sleep rises at the edge of daylight
Dreams of life that chased around the labyrinth
gone // lost forever // not to be recalled
Squinting I see the light of a new day
Hesitant to open my eyes, I reluctantly rise
Walking through the door of a new day
Into a room filled with welcoming light
Grateful to be alive my spirit rises

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Lara at d’Verse asked us to choose a room to write about. Rooms almost always have doors to pass through, so this is the theme of my poem. This poem began this morning as I was trying to wake up! It also took me to a deeper meaning as I come into the winter of my life.

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39 thoughts on “The Edge of Light

  1. Loving this idea of walking through the door into a new day! After my spouse’s 6 minute cardiac arrest and literally miraculous recovery 6+ years ago, I literally say “thankful for every day” at least once a day. Many times as I’m ready to slip off into sleep and I hold his hand….or sometimes in the morning when I wake up….or sometimes out on a walk. Love your positive take on the prompt! Thank you!

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