Reflections
Reflections on a window
Likened images that mirror the yawning morn
Etched in solitude
Always shifting at the hands of time
Perpetually racing the suns arc
Painting chaotic kaleidoscopes at its zenith
To peeling away layers at dusk
Where upon a silhouette of moon beams
That dances in silence
Along its inflected soul
Copyright © Mark Trichet | Year Posted 2014
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