In Caverns

We crawl along a rocky way,
Our knees are bruised and battered,
The little bit of dim we found
Was all that really mattered —

We happen on a chamber large,
Now blinded by its starkness —
In caverns we may find the light
That only comes

With darkness

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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