I love
when I
sit alone
in a room
and the light
explodes
as it often does
when the sun
stops its hiding behind
the cloud.
Perhaps
it’s not
the dark
that grows quieter
but some lightness
in me
growing louder?
Partly Cloudy
I love
when I
sit alone
in a room
and the light
explodes
as it often does
when the sun
stops its hiding behind
the cloud.
Perhaps
it’s not
the dark
that grows quieter
but some lightness
in me
growing louder?
Associate Rector and Chaplain to Western Kentucky University's Episcopal Campus Ministry at Christ Episcopal Church in Bowling Green, Kentucky. View all posts by Becca Kello
Becca Kello