The days do wane like the shaving of the moon.
That luminary which holds its glow full bright
Does so shortly surrender to the darkness of night.
While voices in obscurity do cry "So soon?"
Hmm...I don't know what I think of the meter.
I am most-ways ashamed that I did not make a single post in the month of October. But that is as is and as cannot be undone.
There is a light on the horizon. There is a dark and frightening shadow between here and there, but I do see a light. In truth there has always been a light. That light, however, stood seemingly far off--though no one knows how near it may be. Now, lest that farther light prove to come before, I at least have a closer light to look forward to.
One must be cautious in what dim auroras one places his hopes. It is in many ways better to consider such dull sparkles to be lighter darknessess than to seek them in place of the eternal brilliance--where in we find true hope.
At the same time no where are we told that we should not enjoy the good and simple pleasures which we are given. We know these good and perfect gifts do come because we are told that they come and from whom them come. For that reason I will look forward to and enjoy those little gifts while keeping my bright, shining and future home full in mind.
