GLIMPSES

Wondering within this dream
randomly with no direction
the larger part of life wasted
with work
worry
waiting
wondering
when does it get better ?
if ever
even the brightest spots
love and family
have their problems

Occasionally late at night
when skies are clear and moon not bright
I wonder
are the stars pinhole peeps
into the real world of grace
while this " life " of hardship
is the nightmare
of sleep

*another free verse excursion