Light is Reborn

When befalls the solemn darkness of night

Brighter gleams the glorious streams of light

When the flesh loses its limited strength

Somehow footsteps find an increase in length

All energy life's appetite devours

Left behind, a hope and will empowers

Burdened by the pressed challenges of day

Support flows from hearts who secretly pray

In appearance alone on this wild ride

Feeling a presence sitting to the side

A daunting cloud hovers at first morn

Yet darkness is cast, and light is reborn.

Commentary:

Poetry in rhyme today, because it seemed the thing to do. There are a lot of challenges happening around me in society, in the weather as I witness the effects of not only record high heat, but also extreme drought conditions, but most important of all, the things that are happening within my family's life as well as my own as I support and help pick them back up on their feet. The past month has been extremely challenging for me and for those I'm taking care of, but things are looking up. I'm optimistic that it will all work out. 

About the mention of secret prayers, I've had some feelings during this time that there are people I'm unaware of out there who may have become aware of my situation and are including me in their prayers and I'm thankful for that. I'm really not entirely aware of it while I'm in the middle of it all, but I'm certain in time I'll come to recognize how much that helps me.

Thank you.

Stars Aglow in the Early Hours of Morning.