The bloodstained heart,
the hollow soul and mute stare
of seclusion long to find out
what’s behind the curtain.
I caress the edge of light and dark
taking a few minutes to read the stars,
believe distance can’t stop what’s
meant to be and when unraveled the
universe mere thoughts become things.
Like wind driven clouds, my mind’s eye
leapt forward, eager to embrace life’s
trials and tribulations, sliding along the
highway of dreams. And though curtain
lowered and curtain rose, I found myself
readying for what stood between.
Photo credits: Jolygram
Posted for ‘Sanaa’s Challenge’ @ Real Toads
and posted on Open Link Night @ dVerse Pub