Beware

Cave
Christopher Bogart

Within a form so full of life, it sleeps,
Unaware of the power that it holds.
It sleeps in restless fearful solitude
Inside the chaos of its loneliness.

Outside, the world awaits the golden morn.

Within, its eyes see through
The heavy lids of their own darkness.

One day, one ray of light must truly come
And raise the heavy lids to see the sun,
Dissolving darkness, filling it with light.

For it can never
Sleep forever.