Listen To Five Words
Betwixt today and tomorrow;
Is a time of yesterday and today.
From nadir to zenith always loop;
With rivers and birds that swoop.
A strange noise catches my ear;
I become still as I hear.
Each blink of my eye;
Acts as a shutter to my mind.
As the ages roll on by;
I've become somewhat wise.
When life becomes less about you;
The unseen moves and falls;
When the shadow casts on the wall.
Dawn Diversity Listen Photograph Sentinel
Copyright © Christy Teas | Year Posted 2016
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