Eos

Mystical poem written 7-2-24.

Oh shining light,
Brilliant veil of Spirit,
Guardian that watches,
Over my fraught sleep

My nightly dreams,
Of wandering a city,
Nameless and full,
Mysterious and endless

I can’t stop walking,
Crossing the streets,
Taking shortcuts,
That never lead home

Led by that shining light,
Beyond my shuttered lids,
To slowly, but surely,
Find my way