The Two Worlds I Know

How can the world wake up sad one day

And then so joyous the next? There are

Those days when the two worlds collide,

Fighting, mingling, giving, taking, those

Two emotional worlds side-by-side. Could

It be me the two worlds see? I do face the

Sun one day, and the next turn away. The

Sorrow of my shadow is long; my feet no

Longer dance. And then you appear, and

From my dark place I see the sun glowing

Full of hope against your face. Shall I turn

Around and follow? I may, I pray to all

Which is joyous and holy, I pray. Take my

Hand, hold on, don’t let go. Let me feel the

Sun’s warm embrace.

Chris Hanch 6-12-17