I would like to thank KPLC’s ineptitude and the moon’s brilliance for this one time attempt. 🙂
 
Silence, darkness.
Not a light in the furthest
Reaches that my eyes can test,
And yet,
There’s a shimmer, a glimmer,
A hint, a rumour,
Of hope yet to come.
A tremble in the earth.
Trembling expectantly, eagerly.
And as that shimmer, ever brightly,
Increases, the tremor afoot, charging
Almost an earthquake,
I finally see IT!
That light
That ever-so-spoken of light.
A glimmer, a shimmer…no more
But now, a beacon
A herald as it beckons
Drawing my tired limbs
To the horizon
Hope, potential
Unstopped, raw, expectant.
Stuck to the shaking ground,
Ignorant of the sound,
A clank, a roar, a whistle.
A rush of air, oncoming,
Right for me; crushing me
Too enticed, engrossed, absorbed,
To get off the tracks,
Of the oncoming train.
My Clueless Thoughts 