Poetry

Wild Light

You.

You showed me
that my past
doesn’t define me.

You give me strength
to recognize my demons
and overcome them.

You are
the wild light
amongst the darkness.

© Sarah Doughty

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38 thoughts on “Wild Light”

  1. What I love, as a reader, is that although I hear and feel the rumblings of your personal story in the pieces you write, there is something that resonates with my own story. I think it changes the meaning, or the focus. And although I still feel your intent, it becomes personal for me too.
    For example, the stanza “You showed me
    that my past
    doesn’t define me,”
    reminds me of something my sister once said to me. We lost three of our grandparents in 2 1/2 years, and she said, “You can’t let their deaths become part of your identity.You are more than a person who has suffered a lot of loss.” It is a part of my past that I struggle to keep from defining me.

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  2. “You are
    the wild light
    amongst the darkness.” I love that the “You” being addressed in the poem isn’t just a light. They’re a “wild” light. It’s like a powerful and untamed light that the darkness can’t touch. 🙂

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