In the dark of the night,

there stands out an incandescent light

Amidst a caliginous blanket,

it glows silently.

It curves upwards,

as if flaunting a smile

Was it what I needed?

A reminder of some sort?

Was it a mockery for the lack of my own,

or an indirect prompt to do the same?

A gentle tug to become better tomorrow,

or perhaps, a consolidation for this unexplainable sorrow?

- J

(03•29•20)