
The Light Beyond the Veil
Beneath the cloak of midnight’s breath,
A shimmer stirs, untouched by death.
It flickers soft, yet pure and bright,
A flame that dances just out of sight.
The veil is thin, the world so vast,
Where shadows linger, yet don’t last.
Beyond the dark, beyond the pain,
There lies a glow, an endless gain.
It calls to those who seek and yearn,
A guiding light, for which they burn.
Not bound by time, nor place, nor sense,
It weaves through all, a bridge, immense.
The veil, it parts, with gentle grace,
Revealing truth, a sacred space.
Where hearts unburden, minds unchain,
And peace flows freely, like the rain.
So when you wander, lost and frail,
Remember there’s the light, beyond the veil.
A beacon for the weary soul,
To guide, to heal, to make it whole.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie Fluharty
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Great poem, Brenda!
Beautiful! Love the dragon too!
Thank-you, my son and I good friend of mine came up with the deign.