Deep within the darkest shadows’ dance
lies unseen, the bright new moon,
and so my unanswered questions fall
and leave me in this empty room.
But enduring loss the night sky shines
and blazes with a different wonder,
while my deepest questions are left to probe
past lightning and past thunder.
So standing here, under this new night,
my darkest questions should leave,
but in shadows cast by a different light
they all remain and grieve.
Daily Post Word Prompt: Suspicious