Wandering in the woods
Near the close of day,
Refreshing my mind
From the work-day's drought.
Srrolling along
Away from the fray,
Untangling my thoughts
As the lights go out.
Sundown glows red,
Then fades to gray,
Unraveling the webs
Of my musings and doubt.
Confident, certain,
So I no longer sway,
I'm sure-footed now
As the lights go out.
And now as I near end
My body of clay,
I go toward a new dawn
And a joy-filled shout.
I see opened arms,
For me, that I pray.
I'm welcomed home
Where the lights don't go out!
... written by Netagene, just after midnight, July 4, 2020.
I got the idea from the title of a novel, "When the Light Goes Out", by Larry McMurtry. ... and still with sweet friend, preacher, song leader Mark A. Etheridge's passing on my mind. He also helped start the church in Fayetteville, Georgia. He had non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. He and his wife moved from Sevierville, TN, to their daughter's in Aurora, CO, in 2019, for Mark to have stem cell surgery. He was 67 years old.
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