The Key

I have a light
In my little life,
Someone holds a candle
Someone else a knife.

One shines in darkness
The other in sunlight,
I could have hope
Or end this fight.

Two paths cross here
My state of mind.
Will it be damnation
Or hope that I find.

Someone holds a candle
Someone else a knife
Who holds the key
To my little life.

Depression Lifting

                                                                                                                                          copyright Paul E. Smith

A misty veil drowns the oars

that break the stillness

of morning.

The brightness

of guessed at sunlight

catches ripples

as shadows pass.

A heron silhouetted

against bright water,

cast in bronze,

is still.

As day alights

and I awake

parting the curtains of sleep

I step from dream

to dream.

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