There was a time with a vibrant
Sky,
Vibrant, radiant connection, giving
Way to a dull empty lie,
A time, distant, an echo, a shadow
Dancing habitual on a wall,
Grasping for that radiant source, yearning
Before the dissolution of nightfall,
Long missed, that connected radiance,
The truth behind the veil,
Dancing puppets in their equity; all this
Seeming so trivial,
Dull to the radiant brilliance, dull, empty
Sorrow towing the line,
Day in, day out, yearning, desperate, for
Something divine...
-END-
D.C. Chapman
10/12/2020
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