Friday, November 16, 2007

Gray




There are issues left behind, used matches.

Shift from white to black,
No gray in the middle, please.

My soul seems darker than before.
At least it matches, it figures.

Waiting is patience and thought:
True for truth-seekers.

An almost empty box.
Almost empty.

But one match is needed only... to light it all in flames...
And send the gray shadows away...

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