Write, my friend, write
Let your heart pour forth,
with honesty tell your truth.
May your words always be interspersed
with threads of gold,
weaving life, shining into your thoughts.
Into your woven cloth.
With silver moon beams,
Do the same
let them shimmer in dark corners,
lighten your mind.
These threads of gold and silver rays
Represent love and hope;
Without, your cloth will dull and die.
Once created, keep it as your mantle,
So you will never forget,
The importance of light
© miriam ivarson