Reality beyond defined
Fluid impressions
Inevitable familiarity
Fate has no morality
Quid pro quo
Paint that
Looking at the world
Through sea filled eyes
It is the colours in the clouds
And reflected in the trees
That I like
Yet it is the messages
In the shadows
Between the grays and blacks
That speaks to me
Potent as a favorite song
Continues symphony
Opening a path of decisions
My hand grips the air
Reaching for the clouds
Hope a ravenous character flaw
Only I can enter
Words echo “ why are you here?”
4 comments:
Angel shadow
Angels have claws I have learned....even when they hide in the shadows
do they hurt...or are they like paws
clearly
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