It is every thing
you think it is.
It is the end
of the tunnel
and the light
up ahead.
It is the sound
of the wind
and the silence
of the night.
It is the sun
and the moon
and the memory.
It is the eye
and the hand
and the mouth.
It is the present
and the future
and the past.
It is here.
It is there.
It is gone.
©2009 Charles Ghigna
4 comments:
So. Very. True.
Thank you, Mary Lee!
I'm working on a book of poems
about inspiration and poetry.
Nice challenge, trying to capture
the abstract with concrete images. ;-)
Wonderful! My favorite part:
It is the sound
of the wind
and the silence
of the night.
Thanks, Laura, for your kind words. Perfect for inspiring me to work on my book of inspiration! ;-)
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