‘Endlessly Chasing’ – Poem by Mrs Latham

Endlessly chasing

Through the void we stumble,

Pushing blindly

To the sparkle of light beyond

It used to surround us

Basking in it’s warmth, we felt it

Cold

Then all was dark.

Voices trail,

Echoes of life, drifting away like a boat

Unanchored from its mooring, floating

Out into the black sea.

We don’t know where we are,

Or where WE are.

All there is, is the pinprick beam

Gleaming, like a torch shining

Through a keyhole.

We stumble forward, it moves further away

With each

Clumsy

Steph

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