An ebony sky blanketed with stars <br />Miniature lamplights that seem to twinkle endlessly <br />Shining down on us, somehow knowing <br />Where the darkness resides <br />And takes over to illuminate the pathway <br />The pathway to brighter things <br />It is coming into focus <br />So very radiant <br /> <br />The yet to come<br /><br />Mitchell Greenwood<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-yet-to-come/
