| A Glimmer Of Light I woke without hope this day prying open grit filled eyes. Body aching with despair and mind sapped of strength, I rolled a despondent heart from my bed. Only to be dazed and blinded by streams of golden sunlight, too brilliant to be sure, for one of my bent. It danced and skittered with youthful exuberance across mote filled air to beat at me mercilessly. Demanding attention, daring me to deny the suns very existence and though I wanted to, I could not. These luminescent glad-flies insulted my black mood, bludgeoned my defenses. Lightly laughing, irritating beams encompassed me in their warmth, an embrace I resisted--nay fought-- but their insistence won before my weakened resolve a smile, as unwelcome as this sun dappled room twitched at the corners of my lips. Saved, against my will, by a glimmer of light. (c)2001 -- Lorrie Workman |