National Poetry Writing Month Begins!

Shining in the dark
a beacon of sorts;
a little silver,
a little gold,
a little something-in-between;
Neither sun nor moon
not a disk in the sky
or wisp of a thought
a stroke against the velvet sky;
Not a pinprick of white
glittering like a million diamonds
set against a lady's silken skirt;
More of a warmth,
not a cold, half-lidded eye
watching every move,
More of a soft glow,
not a radiantly penetrating beam
heating the heartless stone,
More of a gentle throb,
not an aloof awareness
with no care this way or that;
Shining in the dark
a light close to the heart
of all who see
and feel
and know.