Years inside this old picture
Nothing moves inside this whisper
Moments frozen bestowing past
Lethargic future by present’s cast
Disbelieved memories damned by time
In the darkest casket still striving to shine
Tomorrow passes becoming yesterday
Another stub into oblivion’s ashtray...
Shining hearts with nothing wrong
Briefly walking a trail not too long
Midway figures seal radiant smiles
First prayers for closing miles…
Profound wishes for a precise retention
Ecstatic stories entangled to another dimension...
Aboding amidst corners of my mind
Thinking to search yet failing to find...
“Chasing the light… losing bright…”
so much Life slipping through my fingers…
Immersing in mist of a past gift
Preferred clothes no longer fit
Paint now leaking correcting the picture
Revealing a blurred faded feature
Untold contours forgotten story
Collected colors once for glory...
Posing for an unselected destiny
The Girl in the picture was me…
“Losing light… chasing Her bright…”
Smothered within a frame I did could not belong…
