"light"

At some point

along the littered path

you will stop and wonder

is this my true desire?

You will cry hot hears

that stream down your blushing face

and you will look up at the stars

and realize how dark the rest of the night has grown

and think to yourself

that purpose must be a lie

so you will find a flower

and smell it

and wonder

how anyone could have fooled you

into thinking the smell was beautiful

and the things you stayed alive for at one time

are not enough to keep you going now

so you will meet an old woman

with timeless beauty

and a deck of cards

and she will tell you

armed with a warmth of the soul

and a card of the sun

that you deserve better,

that you deserve not only life

but also light.