Shadow

Spots with holes ceiled in the under belly A lavish hole filled with debris; We sought a grand illusion from a figment lost in time As in an operative vocation filled with mediocre appreciation Through a window caught in time sublime Breathe deep into its vast chosen quest Still will all long to enter into its final rest Then fallen out of the sky subside A sought after excursion into its timely lulabye Shelter lies dormant onto its beckoning call The shaded doorway filled with gloom shortly after the fall Through slight peril amidst the brink of a storm, Through a window caught in time now alone From its fresh scent in fallen dew In borrowed still occupied pew Within its daarkened thought of intricate thought Through a window caught in time An etched stained glass painting with a foretaste of fear I shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain again While the whole entire world outside goes totally insane again!