The Reflection

A light shines through
the crack of a window
It warps and bends
as it bounces off glass
It zooms through the fabric
and beams color into eyes
Where does the light go
There are corners without it
and yet even they seam awake
It moves through the air
yet never is seen
Speeding and gliding
it bangs into walls
The reflection is blinding
it suddenly stops.
How do we find it
When the darkness is there

 

 

A Poem A Day

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