savage light | poem twenty seven posted by imani , Saturday, February 7, 2009 at 11:32 AM, in Labels: ars poetica

in the end
we can only hope
that the seconds,
moments, synapses
lingered instead
but we know
that in the death
of night
a dawn awaits
and the end
of delight
brings forth
the beginning of an
unaltered, unchanged,
untainted
flight into the
savage light.