A Searching Of?
Shimmering In the darkest depths.
A candle of wisdom, with a flickering flame.
Vaguely,Burning away at the darkness. . .
Countless are the days that it burns.
Countless are the days of it's future.
It will always be there, burning away at the darkness.
this, will always be the task,
for all of "our" time,
Even though it hides in the darkness,
it will always give light.
It will always give light to the ignorance,
that it calls friend.
like a law of averages,
It must offset the most defiled darkness,
with the purest of light.
So, it shall embrace the darkness,
in order to balance existence.
It's wax is will be forever renewed,
by the power of it's need.
Offering hope to the unknowing.
Giving guidance to those that look,
in the middle of the darkness,
We,
the Searchers of wisdom and truth.
Shall always find it there.
The light at the end of the...
Thomas R. Johnson
Copyright ©2005 Thomas R. Johnson
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