I Sense
19th September 2023

I sense the truth,
but I can’t understand,
where I fit in,
what lies at the end,
ethereal purpose,
taunting, distracting, hiding out of sight,
whispering through blankets,
negative light.

Talking to you,
eases my soul,
meditation, laughing,
a little more whole,
but that silent something,
as sleek, and as black as a swallow,
it's waiting for me,
and I,

…I must follow.

Prompt:I know the truth

Temple Reflections,
Angkor Wat,
Cambodia.

Tomorrows
Poetry (mine)
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