Shadows

It’s the simple truth
Past which our shadows rein,
In the midst of an ethereal murk –
Lips quiver, not a word uttered;

And yet, in the midst of that morning escapade,
I wrote of the rain,
And in the salty drops that cascaded my spectacle,
I found hope on that swelting day.

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