Poem -
At the Very End of Darkness
Where did the light come from
and who turned it on ..
I mean that golden glow the very
same colour as halo’s ..
Locked in a room with no windows
or doors but filled with orbs
with no present, no past or before
yet still glowing and darkly ..
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Comments
Still Tripping the Light Fantastic. Great Write N. 🌞
Thanks for noticing Jacques .. Neville