Frances Barnes
Counselling Service

Will you be there to greet me

After the great darkness of night?
Will I be afraid of your shadows
Or will the beacon fill my frame
And keep me safe for now?

 Tick tock, tick tock it goes so fast
Can't we stop the scene for now?
Savour the end for endless hours?
No, fleeting and gone it must be
We must wait until tomorrow.

But why? Surely all we see is beauty
The dark has nothing in its hidden depths
For inward eyes we have, and light is ours
But all we see is closed
Conciousness is what we seek to light our way.