I want no more darkness
The music plays
I stray from ambient sounds
The ringing won’t leave my head
I tread quietly for a sense of silence
The wave, the wave ebbs again
I regain the still water
The storm clouds gather over the hills
I chill out for fair weather
The sinking sands are shifting
I drift for lighter landingsThe newsprint scatters on the street
I repeat the words of wisdom
The spiritual civic leaders are bare and broken
My token words are here; summarily spoken