Sometimes I come to termsWith all the pieces.I fit them together,Well enough,Satisfied,In agreement,with the tag ‘reality’.But it is a drug,That gives me the excuse,To miss the real,The truth that I’ve movedSo far into the shadowOf daily trials,That light is just an edge,A sliver, dim and easily unnoticed.But when I draw near to it,I see,The brightness … Continue reading Renewal