What chains shackle hope to the joys of another, <br /> But inure my soul to the state I there find? <br />What tear driven dreams bear the faith of no other? <br /> Such shattered thoughts wrestle my bewildered mind. <br /> <br />These feelings fortell what they cannot yet prove, <br />Though their rhythms and rules long governed my soul, <br />That the chink in faith's armour should soon be removed <br />By a logic and reason more worn than the whole. <br /> <br />In putting forth that which I apprehend <br /> As LOVE - in this moment of my conceit, <br />Though the body of knowledge may thus portend <br /> A conclusion which predicates life's defeat; <br />The fires of reason blaze scornfully bright: <br /> <br />So tempered, I wander out into your light...<br /><br />David Zvekic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/into-your-light/
