CANDLES


 

Candles in the wind, sullen, formless ancient sign posts of deadly torrents. The night is found with no moving parts, providing the breath within a thousand years of time we passed. The journey from where to here. From there to here. It’s not yet clear what’s found, what’s found so far, oh yes far where the call yet small as a shout when whispered close and near. If you were to rise in a sudden surprise, you just might find the meaning clear. Oh please kind sirdon’t go so faroff where your feet most assuredly will stray,but stay here beside your earth bound bride casting shadows on futures tears.

~ by Vinnie on May 30, 2009.

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