Life

Tamara Horne May 1, 2014 That’s Life Life hasn’t always been smooth sailing Nor has everyday had a blue sky where birds fly Days like these are dark And are lived by the strong There’s no sound nor touch Isolation at its fine And there’s nothing you can do but sit and wane Wondering if life is worth paying for Slowly becoming a beggar for love And weak for sympathy You hold onto faith but not being able to grip reality But finally when it’s all said and done A dim amber of light passes along But some intuitions run through the doubts ‘What if it’s fire? Or a trick’ ‘What if it’s a cliff waiting for a crying corps to topple it?’ Taking a closer look Lo’ and Behold, the amber of hope Also known as the glimpse of light in darkness And the shine in the pupil of the eye That will enable a grip Give love to a beggar And sympathy for the weak And float life back to shore