Seen in its entirety against or being amongst the dark night sky.
The stars then shine brighter
When they are seen together.
Such a shade of colour.
That is the white shadow that hangs still and kneels.
Still, is that a shadow for real?
A white shadow of the sky - why do you ask, why?
I am sitting here at a round table
But I am sitting at a ring of white
Transparent, glass
Where I can see everything right through.
It too
Reflects the light from my eyes.
In its light, there is no fire, no beam, no heat and the air ----
Washes and bathes you yet keeps you dry.
It is just a glow that weighs nothing.
Where and how does it lie?
It is just a piece of eternity's presence looming.
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 12:08 AM UTC
Seen in its entirety against or being amongst the dark night sky.
The stars then shine brighter
When they are seen together.
Such a shade of colour.
That is the white shadow that hangs still and kneels.
Still, is that a shadow for real?
A white shadow of the sky - why do you ask, why?
I am sitting here at a round table
But I am sitting at a ring of white
Transparent, glass
Where I can see everything right through.
It too
Reflects the light from my eyes.
In its light, there is no fire, no beam, no heat and the air ----
Washes and bathes you yet keeps you dry.
It is just a glow that weighs nothing.
Where and how does it lie?
It is just a piece of eternity's presence looming.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
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