Pre-Dawn Reflections

between Night and dawn

 

Echoes, shadow-whispers in the gray,
Before the day when night is nearly gone,
Lend prism-like perspective on my days.

Web-like, o’er the wispy willows play,
A spectral, thin array before the sun,
Echoes, shadow-whispers in the gray.

They flood my senses, jagged, on display
Penetrate, invade what I’ve become,
Lend prism-like perspective on my days.

And though some bridges burned and oft replayed,
(Regrettably) do-overs rarely come,
Echoes, shadow whispers in the gray.

I listen well to what they have to say,
The silent spring within my soul unsprung,
Lend prism-like perspective on my days.

Oh child, child of my child, take heed today,
Be taught by my example while you’re young,
Echoes, shadow-whispers in the gray,
Lend prism-like perspective on my days.

 

Written for Studio 30+ using one of the prompts, “Jagged”.

 

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