God turned the lights off

O' Lord!
God turned the lights off
It's dark as sin, my way
Is it am a terrible sinner
From my day to day living
To relieve darkness
From my darkest days naughty I can be
When my blues won't disperse away
Settling upon my mind a cloud
A dark gossamer I must lift
A boredom, in a mind that wants to play
Some word game to keep my blues away
It's gone as dark as sin
Haven't seen the sun in days
A distraction I must find otherwise my mind
Will play havoc all day
And it won't be a pretty day
I need my days to be bright settling my mind
Casting light, upon my eyes
Lighting my path
That otherwise will think its times of winter
When darkness permeates
Refusing to let light in my mind
Struggling to see the lightness
Before darkness sets in
Light cannot see, my soul tumbles down
Times a changing beautifully awesome
Autumnal, colours lifting from my mind
That gossamer impeding me from seeing
Cascading from their canopy's
A kaleidoscope a vision of colours
Reds golds bronze's rusts beneath my feet 
A carpet enriching my peripheral vision my eyes 
Making me feel all warm inside
The awesomeness of the warm autumnal colours
In transaction, a time for hibernation
Before, winter times rushes in
Some sharp bright cold days
Keeping my blues away...   
 
                     By Connie James