Desire (A poem from a dark room)

Sometimes we desire LIGHTS

that don't exist at the end of a tunnel.

Sometimes we desire LIGHTS

that even darkness cannot erode.

Yet, the ultimate key remains

too hard to grasp
too hard to keep..,

But we find it in the end

still a cure to an

endless chaos of wills

Hotter than Daniel's furnace

Brighter than Joshua's sun and moon

An epic satiation of sweet candies

DESIRE...