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Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: May 09, 2012, 07:04:47 pm »Peel back the paper,
Let the walls stand,
Bare - devoid of all,
Color.
Light shines through,
The cracks and crevices,
Shadows trace thin lines,
Outward.
Spirals shift and swarm,
Along dust motes aloft,
Lighter then air,
Gracefully.
Speak not a word,
Lest the silence break,
Like blades of glass,
Sharp as dawn's light.
Abandon the shackles now,
Beholden by the morning's glow,
Scale the promontory's heights,
For therein lies enlightenment.
Let the walls stand,
Bare - devoid of all,
Color.
Light shines through,
The cracks and crevices,
Shadows trace thin lines,
Outward.
Spirals shift and swarm,
Along dust motes aloft,
Lighter then air,
Gracefully.
Speak not a word,
Lest the silence break,
Like blades of glass,
Sharp as dawn's light.
Abandon the shackles now,
Beholden by the morning's glow,
Scale the promontory's heights,
For therein lies enlightenment.