Sleeping Anchor

My friend, I am known to stand
At the only crossroad that still lights up after the dark.
This place has another name, 

Sleeping Anchor.
When light is all there is 
To consider, even shadows can be so kind. 

They pass—
Familiar shapes, friendly faces. 
They do not haunt me anymore. 

In fact, they sing constantly
With their softer voices, "Everything 
Will be all right."

Dale Chou
2014-01-27