Suppose for a moment
That you could live like a shadow.
There you are,
There you are,
as slender as a thought,
As deep as the color of tomorrow.
Tough, like a bird,
No - tough like a feather.
And fast.
Or slow,
As slow as silence.
You are a shadow,
The darkness in the light.
Where there is light,
There is darkness,
And where there is pain,
There can be solace.
Friend,
Open your heart and live.
still from "Das Cabinet des Dr. Caligari" -- Willy Hameister
Those line breaks were an email accident. I would never, never do that on purpose. JLJ
ReplyDeleteActually, the same thing happened to a poem on the Medusa's Kitchen site this past Saturday. It's not the end of the world or anything, but I don't think much of poems where poets do that on purpose.
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