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From The Dark

 

From the dark

I see

With a focal clarity

I hear

What is muted by vision

I sense

What is lost to distraction

I touch

What is hidden in recesses

I transport

Beyond my limitations

I become

What my imagination allows

I am the hero

I am the villain

I am the witness to both

And the judge of neither

I am surrounded by myself

Yet captive to isolation

I anticipate the travel

Without thought of destination

I welcome the escape

Which hastens a return

To where light is born

From the dark

Not a place to fear

But where hope can rest

And wait

 

                                             -  s paul   06/2017

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