Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Words Unspoken

A dim light
Illuminates a book unopened.
Door swings wide
Light and smoke and music
Filter in, unoticed.
A solitary figure
Lays outstretched on
Dusty wooden boards.
Shadows lay long
On her face, worn
Down by years spent
Through the half-cracked window
Pours a subtle wind that
Swings the door shut and
Turns pages untouched
She notices the soft silence
And gazes towards the
Inviting Ancient Words

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