Birth

Lamar Mcmillan

My darkness is deep, no vision, no sight.
The light of all nights is of ecclesiastical blight.
This twilight of all nights is bemusing.
Quite amusing.
 
Are you my light?
This fate has been to meet you right?
Have I been made here to seek you?
In this wonderland.
 
Drifting farther away on this cloud I dream.
These stars you provided for me, once unseen.
This life you raised for me.
Despite the dark.
 
Forever within, you rest on my heart and mind
While we mark the cosmos, space and time.
Your life that brought revelation to mine.
You found me.