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February 25, 2010

This a poem that I wrote while in Lake Tahoe in June 2007. Nature gets me thinking.

By Stanley Quan

When you’re in the dark,
Shrouded by your own shadow,
Looking into seemingly endless black,
You’ll always catch a glimpse of light,
Candles to guide you back to your path,
Illuminating the hidden truth,
Your enduring glimmers of hope.
Friends glow in your success,
And melt in your disappointment.
Keep your candles burning brightly,
And you have nothing to worry about.
You will never be in the dark.

One Comment leave one →
  1. Amy permalink
    February 25, 2010 10:44 pm

    reminds me of candle in the wind–Once in Future King

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