It’s been a Bob Dylan day
Rolling down the thunder tracks
Lightning bolts everywhere
When I glance at her
My tears make rainbows
In her hair
If these tremors don’t stop shaking
Pretty soon I’m gonna fall
Into the world unseen
My mind it keeps on fumbling
Groping in the dark
For words unsaid inbetween
What is the gift of this darkness?
Transformation.
What is this darkness asking?
Be still, have patience, you will grow.
Don't fight me, let me enfold you.
What is the wisdom of light?
Warmth, life, love.
What does it ask of me?
Lean toward me, bask, nourish yourself.
Light and darkness, like footsteps
Are your guides
The railroad to the sublime.
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