Passing doors and broken, smiling faces
until the sense that I’ve been here before
sets fire to the threshold
and draws me on my hands and knees
crawling back to taste anything as sweet
as what strange waters found me here last
and set me afloat on tides drifting to the sun
Chasing light with fists full of darkness
and eyes burning with the last fleeting glimpse
of something like paradise
where in light beyond a doorway in shadow
waits a final communion with the reaper of my soul
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Happy Day of the Dead!
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Photo by Dima Pechurin on Unsplash
2 responses to “Chasing Light”
Quite imaginative… and very appropriate for today… All Saints Day … remembering the saints who went before us… and thinking of the light and the darkness. It’s a theme that captured me today, too. I love your take on it ❤
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Thanks so much (:
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