And still the darkness waits for me,
As I know it will…
And ever more avariciously still,
As it senses my journey comes closer to fruition.
I know in my heart it is a given
That I can never entirely banish
This spectre of the night,
It will always be beside me, as it needs to be.
Just as surely as the sunniest of summer’s mornings
Or the broadest of smiles on a lover’s face
Can make your heart soar,
As a counterpoint in the navigation
Of all that’s possible in life.
All that one would ever want to reach out for,
Whether driven by angels or demons…
So I choose to condemn it
To wait on the sidelines forever.
And as an irrelevance, a meaningless shadow,
A token silhouette to all my blessings.
Like the soft dusting of fallen snow on hollow bones,
On the already broken, spilt corpse
Of souls long since departed.
Strengthened by the certainty
That the light I cherish and hold dear within
Will instead keep me safe and warm,
Till my own time comes….
© Scott Hastie 2012. All rights reserved.