Gray, bleak,
damp, winding,
tender, cold,
stark, gaunt
And I am so inclined to venture out
down roads that look as this one.

Mild, worn,
secret, scorned,
pondered, shivered,
heavy and lost

From whence did I come?

The dimly lit street lights
with the chipped rusty paint

The faint fog of dusk and dew

Too cloudy for sunrise

A mist of dusty wherewithal
and the quiet feeling
in the sunken surroundings –
The crux of my heart
Profound, following
the gleam of the shadows
providing just enough to hold on to

Bound to the core of the earth by the soles of my feet

The sun contained in a single spark

The healing power of time

EJZ 03.05.2015

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