Darkened heart of
dreams
weaving your dismal
night
of swirling pain
and sorrow
that burns in the
touch of light
weaving your silent
wonders
weaving your painful
dreams
weaving each disappointment
into the fiery
seams
and others soon
will come
carrying darkness
to spare
which seeps into
your heart
as you hear the
stories they share
and weave them in
compassion
as they weave into
your night
and darkened souls
are unshrouded
revealing a brilliant
light
so look again at
what you wove
and see the starry
night
embedded in each
darkened soul
you found a brilliant
light
in all the pain
and darkness
did you know
the power of one
your darkened heart
is like a moon
reflecting all
the light of the sun.
Rainbough Bouchard
copyright 1998
