Looking at the whiteness,
You make a note of something.
While everything maybe bright,
Everything is outlined in black.
In the distance you see grey,
The outlines get darker.
You're not sure what you're looking at,
Sadly, though, it's getting blurry.
As you reach the grey atmosphere,
It suddenly dawns on you.
In the distance you see a surprise,
Something else, much like the haze.
There is a darkness ahead,
The outlines have changed to white.
Suddenly you come to a realization,
You only think you're moving forwards.
However, back to the shadows you go.
The white lines still forming blurs,
Nothing is clear, the forwards notion,
Ends up being the backwards motion.
(written May 23rd, 2009)
For some reason, this made me think of the movie "Spellbound". Dunno why...
ReplyDeleteGreat piece. I can tell you that my senses were really at work while I read this. :D