“Reflections Down East” – Bailey Island, ME – Photo by gfs
When was the last time The mirror spoke the truth Quicksilver satin lines In shallow dimensions A cloud of unkwowning Sinking beneath the tides Simple seasons seem to tell us of our fate Sight unseen to eyes Journeys through the looking glass Let her heart believe the lies she comes to know;
There is only make-believe within the light of day The circles ever round about Where hearts come out to play Only essence still (in time) Takes the sinner home Lost in some embarrassment as if we may have known
There is no other way to keep the truth Of some forever (never been) The sacred trust forgotten with the world within this dream
Take my heart for it is yours My days are not my own The light surrounds this side of heaven Where destiny as falling waters sealed the words forever writ into the stone
This thing
following me everywhere
I go running
and still it haunts
My every move
Even in clouds
On rain splattered
streets
I am haunted
By this fellow
Darkness in the light
of the moon
Unveils
the source
of my fears
To be transparent
Would allow
Too much
for the world
to see
Myself could not
remain
Should the light
pass through
Revealing my all!
grandfathersky 