Dusk ’til Dawn

The sun has lowered; the darkness has come arising.  
Trees are shedding their bright autumn leaves; 
chilled, brittle branches shiver in their nakedness in the winter wind.

Someday the sun will rise again; light and lifesaving warmth will return, 
buds and shoots will cover the chilled, bare earth instead of the blanketing snow, 
and our hearts will beat with the warming renewal of spring. 

Until then, we will huddle under blankets of cloth dreaming;
yearning by flickering, artificial light for the coming dawn of a brighter day. 

Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 11 November 2018

Motivations

”Not by might and not by power.”

I pray for hope

Against helplessness

Not for futile desires

Not for wasted days and time.

I pray for power against hopelessness. 

I look within for strength

Not to beat others down

Not to overwhelm the world but to rise above myself.

I look deeply into others and myself for both the answers and the questions. 

 

Ronda R. Scott-Marak

© 27 October 2018