Wraith
A silent stirring A wisp of mist A gentle tremor The lightest kiss A cobweb glistens A dust mote flies A secret buried The heart won't lie A sunbeam shatters A violent gloom A soul spark shimmers The inverse of doom A whispered promise A heartfelt plea A dreadful longing The need to be free A candle gutters A prayer of peace A final blessing The soul released
As I catch up on your recent poems, this one reads like lights out on 2025! Happy New Year!
I love the rhythm and the mystery of this, Trudi. It's wonderful said aloud! xo