My Experiments With Poetry

DISTANT LIGHT - A LESSON LEARNT

DISTANT LIGHT - A LESSON LEARNT

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Distant lights

In the far hills

The morning blaze of the sun

With its crude glow

And the glint of the moon

And its halo

With its soft glow

Or the lights other side of the river

Shedding its rays

Making water shimmery

I wonder why I like them?

I'm not a moth I swear

I search for them everywhere

When I'm in bus, car, train or whatever...

I wonder if it means something...

To me personally or even universally

Does it match something that I feel?

Or do they have abilities to heal?

When I see them I'm neither happy

Nor gloomy

Just tranquil

Just amicable

Depicting the gospel truth

Baby girl, you can't always have what you like

And what you see

That raw veracity

Just the life's simplicity

Everything or something we like

Is always or sometimes the distant light

I hope, in that case we are all alike

Distant light – a lesson learnt!