I laugh when you call in the light
1 min readJun 30, 2019
I laugh when you call in the light
For you don’t know what you’re asking,
You wanted warm and fuzzy
Instead you got a huntress on a horse
Chasing you down, a white-hot beam
Shining right on your most painful places.
Oh fool, did no one warn you
This light you long for would first
Sear you so badly that only
The bravest of you would come
Through its flame of fiery scrutiny
With the nobility that is your birthright?
© simon heathcote
