Ringing Sunshine
The emptiness of a wind-chime
Blowing in the breeze
Rings hollow with a shrill sound
Echoing the vacuous nature within.
Cut down to make room for a sun-dial
Spreading radiance and light.
Sometimes I miss the music
That lets my soul take flight.
Copyright © James Townsend | Year Posted 2016
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