Bat Wing
I suppose that I see many things before my eyes
But so much more behind them
Life moves with a frequency similar to reaching for
A bat wing
We grab for the anticipated
And get so much more
Than expected
In the totally expected whiff
What remains on the hands is the dust of life
The songs of wonderful souls who already went through this
Human and otherwise
Copyright © Dennis Sheffer | Year Posted 2015
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