Fast Mind In a Dim Room
The room is empty but for shadows
My mirror is reflecting the setting sun
See clearly
How flowers shrink
And the spark is leaving
Targets are in reach
But the mind runs slow
Everything is achieved
And now my skills decay
But the sight is widening
And details appearing
Senses awakening
Even though
The bright is paling
Copyright © Liva Evita Nagle | Year Posted 2014
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