Light Will Come

To let in this light,
This glorious and giving
Light
This light that feeds
The dark coldness
Plaguing a wilted, heavy soul

One must break

And through the cracks
The light will reach in
Usually falling upon a tongue
In a mouth in a body in a soul
That tastes honesty, quietly,
Seeking something
Pure
And laboring to keep
Two feet
Touching earth

In the silence
That sometimes sounds like
A painful cacophony

Light will come,
Tears will fall
And beauty will sing
Words that a mouth cannot comprehend
But a soul knows by heart.