They’re feared, called stone cold,
yet in darkest night their warmth
surrounds, brings solace.
That hour before dawn
dark, cold, terror-filled, always
destined to dissolve.
Lone lantern, gleaming
in darkness, strangely lifted,
the hour approaches.*
* Inspired by Love In The Days of Hatred, by Che Chidi Chukwumerije, on his site: World of Che.
© Julia Penner-Zook, 2016
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