Darkness Lost Its Place

“Where is the way to
the dwelling of light;”
which ends of earth caress?
Why do you question?
Poor tired soul sulks:
forlorn, forsaken, fruitless.
As pointless days eternal,
dawn in dust and ash sleep.
Encased by God’s dawning light;
during testing… awakens. Rise!

I write a quadrille poem, inspired by Job 38:19, for dVerse making sure to utilize the word dawn.


  1. Lovely, lovely~ And Oh! that picture! Funny, on the advice of a dear friend….I am tonight reading gospel of John. Another dear friend, my chiropractor this afternoon agreed that John was a particularly good one to read. I have come late to this, but am inspired by conditions of life….and of Jesus’ love. Again, coming to this late in life. Job I will get to. Thank you for this very inspiring poem.


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