We walk

In the darkness.
some are
searching
for the light,
others not caring,
STALE,
luke warm coffee,
that will dumped in the sink.
Many love
the shadows.
Hiding
their imperfections,
and
willing it to grow.
Down the sink they will go.
Us that search for the light?
No reward.
A servant doing their job,
made
to be!
walking toward the light.
FEEL IT!
The light is here,
not over there,
not up there,
or
around the corner.
Definately
not
a commodity
to be bought
and sold
at the hardware store,
or
a transaction
on Ebay
neither
can it bought
on Amazon dot com
or
on Sundays
where the bells toll.
The steeple is the place,
for a gentle
reminder
for my mind:
In the valley of shadow
there is evil
and the unkown
but evil is not the narrow path
and
Wisdom is a light
I GAIN
to not trip and fall
on the Roman roads
as
I walk.
when
we walk.