By P.A.M
She laughed with delight
as I explained
the frission of sunshine
that lept after his sparkling orbs
recognized unexpectedly
tantalizing fleeting
just before they dipped again into
a dim and unknown past.
Because, she explained,
in the midst of tragedy
facing death in it's brutal subtle grip
edging closer still
to a vile darkening fate
LIFE in its beautiful power
asserted itself
and claimed a right to love
to dreams
to passions not yet danced.
The irrepressible spark
LIT.
Embarking on an Ahab quest
Lashed to love again.
