Shadows
As we move on this highway of steel
away from passed shadows
Life as a giving
Songs as a living
Shadows running on the Radio, each note a sound of a guitar,
lifeless ...
yet joyful.
One string after the other
These six strings bouncing off of the grip.
One by one...
The weels running down the stream-
Steadily and silently
As a silence before the storm
A real game of life ?
Forward and onward, tring tring taruuum it goes
Smoothly the sounds bounce ...
Copyright © Martin Engelbrecht | Year Posted 2017
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