“Opened Eyes in a Dim Light”

Matthew Johnson
    Sports Editor

Swayed in bell rings, wondered in an all-consuming fascination,

Mine eyes have seen, in this lowly human hollow,

A sliver of divine imagination.

For this attached memory savors sips of reverence

To keep a near empty soul who seeks a liberated penance,

Replenishment to last in 24-hour increments.

In this world of worried patience,

I am overthrown by butterflies of remembrance,

Then gathered and covered in a prospect so effulgently generous.

Blazing previously in sparks of night,

Caught in glimpses, I am perched nervously in an oasis of this wasteland,

For the approaching overflow of my serenity breaks through to light,

My life.

And as a shimmering rose in the most unkempt of a dingy garden,

The toxic annoyances of this realm are briefly pardon

In the glowing prospect of your eyes, in a world so tragically darkened.

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