Lost In a Shadow of Time
Her eyes appear brighter
Her voice whispers low
Her head on the pillow has risen, somehow
She is somewhere without us, somewhere back home
Lost from the present, to a place long ago
She's been lost in the shadows,.......... of where?
We don't know…
A spark has ignited to cradle this moment
Exquisitely composed with infinite detail.
From the essence of recall, it seems to become
a virtual illusion, as if she's gone home
Once lost in the darkness,
it is briefly retrieved,
just for this moment, before it is gone.
She smiles as she holds it,
as if it has pleased her,
a small golden flashback
to fondle awhile.
It came from a closet,
like a small shaft of light,
on a small mote of dust that has tumbled in flight
Poised in the sunlight it cradles the moment
Too brittle and fragile, too soon it is fading
And quickly to vanish, it falls out of sight
No trace and her face, will lose all the light
crawling into the shadows
that cradle the night
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5/9/18
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2018
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