Photo by Alexander Krivitskiy
It called to me against my will;
a light that defined heart.
A distant solemn cry like burning
amber in the deep.
A chill began beneath my breath;
an echo laced with ice.
My frightened eyes were blind
and still my fears were bound
to make this call
I never walked as strong a walk
as the one I take right now.
A common walk, a safer walk,
the only one I knew was lost.
A moving, never constant, ever changing,
filled with choices, hidden chances.
Broken by a single glare.
I felt compelled to find out why
As I started toward what I could tell
had kept the walk I knew—
each promise made, each lesson learned,
the chiseled definition holding patience, calm,
and caution— the warmth within my life grew thin
and then chose true to stop.
I challenged to strive onward,
moving forward,
getting closer;
every step of cold was stronger
I could feel the grasp of fear beneath
beseech my soul to reach
I reach to finally break the glass,
within itself withheld my sight
The very host which kept my walk,
The sacred keeper of this light.
At the end a pair of eyes
that heaven blessed could not describe
A riddle braced with strength inscribed
with could you dare to stare in mine
But in that gaze I placed, I smiled,
and honored nigh to shy my face
I wondered then if she would sigh
if she knew how my walk had changed
I take with me a stronger step.
Another light to guide my walk.
A gift once fear, now kept for own.
I owe this strength I hold to you.