Solas (poem)

     Light          (published Southword Vol.2 No.3 Summer 2000)

It is in the middle of the night
that the worm of the unconscious
wriggles
to the surface.

It is in the middle of the night
when you are
tossing and turning
in tangled sheets
that the butterfly of truth
struggles
out of its tight chrysalis.

It is in the middle of the night
that the light
of self-knowledge shines most brightly
through the darkness of confusion.