Golden, falling in patches of light between the shadows on this glass
Beams of happiness
On my knees, I prostrate myself before the Light
As my first tears in such a long time fall...
I turn to sand
Colored like ancient scrolls
Cascading over myself, blankets of my self fall into each other
I feel the grains in my mouth as I subside
Dryness overcomes
I look once more at the Light too bright to see
Now I feel this world no more
I have returned...








Devious Comments
I think that I will leave myself in the mystery intended and not ask what your inspiration for this poem was. I do it to everyone with my poetry.
This is so incredible.
I feel like this whenever I'm alone.
During the weeks when She's not around...
I return to sorrow.
-orb
-orb
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