Poem: Turning


We are but a shadow 

Hidden within the folds

An outline of shape 

That no-one may know 

A tenuous meaning 

Fading from sight 

And where did we go?

 Drifting off

Into places unknown 

Those empty unreachable roads…

Or did we turn back?

Find phases of unforseen glory 

Blowing by

And waving to save our souls 

In this moment 

We are captured!

Diving furiously forward 

And on that beam of light 

We step out 

No longer gray and undefined  

We are color 

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