~Light~

when terrible
happen you
have to
figure out
where the
light is

I don't
know if
I can
I'm the base
if you
really listen
you can
hear me

the moon
feels like
it came out
late tonight

everything shining
so bright
awash in
silver and sharp light
gold shadows
distracted by sounds

I want to
find a
new  way
to breathe
a palm
tree with
with long,
lacy strands
that sparkle
in the
reflected light
of our
fading footsteps

~Sarah Mahina Calvello