Sonnet

Your light will rise in the darkness.
And your shadows become like noon.
We seek truth in stillness.
We will have the answer soon.

Home is down a narrowing lane.
Fast falls the gathering dusk.
How to baulk the curse of Cain.
Is life an empty husk.

Far away there is a light.
In the deep valley.
Barely visible in the night.
It is life’s tally.

I can only limp on.
For me a lamp has shone.

Haiku

I can only limp.
Onwards a lamp shines brightly
It is a tally.