Light's Eternal Shadow

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Free Verse Poetry
A young man’s imagined after-death pondering following his first exposure to a mausoleum. Such was the occasion when my father first told me of the sometimes-loveless seclusion of wealth’s memory. (Image by pinterest)

Submitted: January 24, 2019

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Light’s Eternal Shadow

 

Here in the musty confines of finality…

I, the prisoner.
You, the small window.
Together, through stained-glass eyes,
Ponder skies where nothing ends.

Here,
Where sunlit rays seduce,
Become shackles,
Hint at pleasure,
While painfully refusing closure.

How persistent
The innocence of silence,
Parading Nature’s selected rays
Amidst dust motes drifting,
Alighting,
Enfolding,
Sharing cosmic love,
Asking not,
Giving all.

Why…

In this room's coldness,
This tomb where once-life is enshrined,
Must you return each morning
Only to fade back to,
The light’s eternal shadow?


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