Ray of Light



The days are not cold. They are warm.
The trees ain’t parched. Instead they are flush green.
No dry winds. A refreshing breeze surrounds you.
Somehow it all seems superficial; And you are still wobbly in the knee.
That bubble of insecurity, just won’t burst;
Irony is they all look at you and see everything but you.
Out of these greens (Yes! I say greens, not blues) comes an insight .
And now you know it.
You don’t need to surround yourself with darkness;
To find your ray of light.


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