sky to ceiling

water pearls lights 1 lighthouse jean-guicharddotcom

sometimes
darkness beckons
longingly
whispering of peace
that is oblivion
only there’s no
solution
in that soundlessness

hope is brittle
when harshly set against
possible/actual
may be, maybe
that could be anything
but bad dreams

nutshells aside
forks in the road
can look eyre-bleak
without howling moors
greying the sky to ceiling.

infinity, vast
or so it is written
lies quietly await
endlessly…

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