Thursday, January 10, 2013


I sit in the presence of golden and shadows
While my soul it does the same
Yet there is something wondrous about the light
In all of it’s amber revelations
That speaks of infinity, and, yes, beyond
A presence that is always there and always love
Even as the earth turns her face away
She is still met with warm and gentle kisses
Even though the light does fade
It truly never does
It is always burning, always bright, always beautiful
Nothing in this world can stop it
Nor can anything in any other world for that matter
I sit in the presence of the golden and the shadows
Knowing that even in the midst of coming darkness
The light is always shining on my face

K, Duane Carter 1/10/13