Acceptance

Sitting waiting
as the grim crepuscule
of today approaches.
With dozens of reasons
to suffer in the course
of a lifetime.

Then, moonlight glinting
through the branches.
And a call
for nature’s grace.
I have seen the green valley,
or was it just my dream?

And now I sit
in these empty halls
with tears of perseverance.
But it’s winter,
and you can almost
see my prayer.

By: R.T. Notaro

R.T. Notaro was a news photographer/writer/producer. 2021 and 2023 Finalist for the Darren L. Wright Award for LineOfAdvance.org. When not writing R.T. can be found cooking, reading, traveling or trying to improve on guitar. R.T. writes on a variety of topics because nothing should be off limits. Published in: In Parentheses Magazine, Santa Clara Review, Progenitor Art and Literary Journal, Wingless Dreamer The Antonym Magazine. Twitter; @rtnotaro