Marginal Light

This poem is entered in "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" 

On the edge of a precipice
between winter and spring
light's beacon came inviting
the ship to come home

It should have been bright,
this marginal light
cast in a haze of forgiveness
to the sea, to the shore

On the water we learned
that truth is a constant
past's compass is useless
when lies rule the day

See clear to the morning
when the beacon is fading
facing mistakes is a given,
faith flickers, revealing that we are all gone

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