Light

By Net Wolf

 

Where has the sun gone?

I'm mired in darkest night.

Wandering lost in the dark,

Searching in vain for the light.

 

I thought I saw the dawn,

The merest start of sunrise:

But the light faded; the dark returned.

Perhaps a trick of my eyes.

 

Was it a trick?  Was it a joke?

I fear that I will never know.

Another controls the source of the light:

She tells me not, where I must go.

 

Am I walking toward the light?

Should I just be standing still?

I simply do not know the answer,

And I fear I never will.

 

Life moves on about me

While I stand here in confusion.

Oh, how much better it would be

If I could only see the sun!

 

But I cannot control the light,

Can't even suggest its course.

It's not a thing that belongs to me,

It's controlled by another source.

 

But I refuse to beg.

Nor will I whine or plead.

Even though this light

Is something I sorely need.

 

Perhaps there is another

Who can control the light.

I have no proof that this is true,

And yet, I may be right.

 

And so I'll travel on

Still lost amid the dark,

Hoping against my better sense

That this new course will work.

 

My life is but a set

Of dashed and broken dreams

I am destined to this dark forever

Or, at least that's how it seems.

 

This light is elusive:

It hides itself from me.

Perhaps I am not worthy

This blessed light to see.

 

I do not like the dark,

But I don't control the light,

So I guess I shall adjust

To living in this night.

 

I will move along

Rather than waiting here,

But it seems a horrid waste,

For I felt the light was near!

 

I surely do not know

Just to where it went.

That is only known

By the whom that it was sent.

 

For she gives the light,

And the light she takes away.

And she has chosen not

To turn my nighttime into day.

 

And so I go,

To search some more.

In the hope that I will find

Just what I am searching for.

 

I had once hoped

That I'd found it here,

But there is no light:

Yes, I think that's clear.

 

So, wish me luck

That I may end my night

By finding the one

Who controls the light.