From the heart

Never too soft,
Always too quiet,
I beg for relief,
She appears too oft.

Out in the dark,
I travel the path,
Searching for you,
And your lovely mark.

I see distant light,
It beckons me for'wd,
She's standing there,
Shining all a'bright.

My spirit once lost,
Now has returned,
And everything here,
Bright in this world,
Reflecting her light,
Radiating hope,
She burns evermore...
No matter despite,
My presence around her.
For life now is mine,
What was lost was her light.

And I'm glad that I can at least see it...
let me know if you like this. Maybe I'll post more :-)
If not, tell how much you don't like them . I'm also always open to suggestions for improving on these poems...so don't hesitate to let me know.

~ Jon ~