A Small Light
A small light, shimmering, alone and kempt Cold and stern, I sat watching and fading This flow of sound, or beat or rhythm, ah This day, disturbing my slumber, constant Makes me empty – feels empty, prolonging A day, or yet a life not worth living This small note, I sought, now, inside only; What truth is told, in, within me, hiding? This sound of life, full of loss and change, ah Is but a soft hush, a whisper, empty Such a reflection of myself, passing Pondering I stayed;…
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