“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 