Shadows on the Pathway

SHADOWS ON THE PATHWAY

Colors of Autumn translate to –
xylophone, wind chime, acoustic guitar blue sky organ, voices reverb
echoing from afar

candles flicker, scratches on the mirror out of the corner of my eye -
shadows on the pathway – before and behind casting the one that is I in the distance feeling the change.

Starlight rains down in shafts of red and yellow

deepening the darkness in motley patches that squat

and spread

hallways down which phantoms run speaking inanimate languages for philosophy is spiritualized will to power.

Dead tree dances, dead tree falls ants crawl, sweat drops and freezes

Herd congregates at the entrance gate boom-box kickball shrieking
yet one who walks down path defines the realms beyond are where its at the space above is where its at!

Sounds of Autumn translate to –
yellow turtle, red skin, purple passion’s power voices ringing over charged horizon, blue sky scent of the flower

Candles flicker, scratches on the mirror out of the corner of my eye –
Shadows on the pathway, before and behind casting the one that is I in the distance feeling the change.

- Werbinox