The Way

~ Adam Light

I laugh with them;
I dance with her.
The fire burns;
the faces blur.

I flap my arms;
I start to drift.
My hand reaches
and tries to lift.

I fly backwards;
I fight and twist.
My eyes open;
they don’t persist.

I sit up; awake.
I stay up alone.
The fire burns;
the way is shown.

Published by Adam Light

I'm a 33-year-old poet from Northern Illinois. I'm also a guitarist and an avid reader.

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