The speed of darkness
Light is as slow as the mind goes as the darkness grows
Where we wish we could see in the fog of insecurity.
Light shines on the wisdom of mothers and helps us discover
How little we know, yet wish to bestow on the lives of others.
Happy we are, and as a star, can endure
The pains of growth, though nothing in life is assuredly good.
But travel we do, whether I or you, and as light to the mind
We struggle to find, a path, a need to rebuff
The speed of darkness.