Gleam

She fought through the fog,
Trying to reach the light..
But the horizon kept moving further
"Am I in a dream?", she wondered,
Pinching herself hard on her arm to make sure

Suddenly, she was blinded by the sparkling lights
Blinded & overwhelmed, she caught herself from tumbling over..
The fog had suddenly disappeared
She stood straight & tall,
Confident like never before.

The curtains moved in the light breeze,
The weak morning sun rays gleamed into her eyes..
Reflecting the sparkle within her,
Waking up to red marks on her arm,
She smiled to herself,
Ready to face the day.


Comments

  1. Ah, what a wonderful presentation of the morning glory .. admire it :)
    Chk out my short poem on Broken Aspiration : http://readersheaven.org/2015/11/16/broken-aspiration/

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