My Soul's Reflection

Twilight beckons, I gaze up
To behold a beautiful sky
An amazing spectrum, magnificent hues
I emit a wondrous sigh!

I look with awe at abounding beauty
Watch the birds take flight
Across a kaleidoscope of colors
The merging of day and night.

I find an answer in that beauty
A promise to make me whole
For in that canvas I do find
A keen reflection of my soul

A reflection you may ask
How can that ever be?
Read on and you will find
The answer that was me.

Impending nights faint black streaks
A reflection of my sorrow
That has me questioning valiantly
Would there ever be a tomorrow?

Dark purple hues slashed across
Stark evidence of my pain
That has me asking why go on
For nothing would I gain

Red hues close to the horizon
Evidence of my creator no less
Representing the crimson stains
That have etched my life's canvas.

Pondering on life s vicissitudes
I find an amazing orange hue
Is it a promise from the sun himself
That somewhere something's due?

What could it be ? I ask
For nothing at all seems right
The waves of pain envelope me
The day seems dark as night.

Are those yellow hues I see
Whose beauty I cant explain
Is it an assurance perhaps
That the sun will shine again?

As if in answer through the tapestry
Peeks the faintest trace of blue
The pain and sorrow slowly recede
For sweet hope springs anew.

I bow my head, say a prayer of thanks
I m sure I will see the morn
For now I know without a doubt
My soul endures, it will go on!

~ Judy Doyle ~

[ by: Judy Doyle, Copyright © 2007 -- submitted by: Judy Doyle ]