Light Sticking Toward the Wall

Bright bright the morning light, coming through the hall
As bright as light could ever be, shining on the wall

Dark dark the room has been, for longer than it should
How I wish this morning light could lighten up the good

Long long long it's been, that shadows have been raised
And looking back it's been too long since soul's been heavy praised

A swivel in the darkness here, a dance on broken floors
There's nothing left but lonely here, and misting on the Moors

Creep creep through shattered glass, peeking at the light
The wave of all that holds it back, is grander than your might

Say good night to morning light and turn your back awhile
For there's nothing left this morning day, except my timid smile.

- 3/18/2015