Where are you oh radiant light
filled with shame, that’s my plight.
Morbid thinking, twisted hues,
down in the dumps, got the blues.
Echo’s forming in darkened gloom
have I the strength to leave this room.
Moment of peace, and extended grace
wonder to be held, in this place.
Hopes arising with billowing thought
pray that my efforts, don’t come to nought.
Seize the moment, make it yours
leave work behind, ignore the chores.
Peace of mind, comes in slices
the more you get, less are the vices.
Tranquil days and romantic nights
search the mind, for forgotten delights.
Life is over ,and I have just begun
is this battle ever won?
Hope you like the poem.
regards Michael.
Site Title Finding the SELF. 
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