Amidst the void

Barren and cold,

The negligence that fuels it

And the pain it’s caused.

Dotted with light, warmth

Yet it’s wary of distance.

Homes scatter the fields,

And their sanctity is known,

But the darkness grows,

Even where the light shines.

The beams that connect them

Are too weak,

As the lights dim without each other,

More dangers are risked.

But hope is not far,

Certainly not as far as thought,

And the light may shine again,

Even through the void,

With enough patience. - Jesse Dykes