Unlit and Muted
A ripple, then a bubble,
sparkling in the light,
swaying to the sound;
I was there, I was told,
blinking in the light,
frightened by the sound;
I am here, I can tell,
guided by the light,
eased by the sound;
I'll be there, no need to tell,
blinded by the light,
stunned by the sound;
And in the unlit here
and the muted now,
I surely won't be around.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2006
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