Suddenly she steps, wrapped into the wind,
brightly into brightness, as if singled out,
while now the room as though cut to fit
behind her fills the door
darkly like the ground of cameo,
that lets a glimmer through at the edges;
and you think the evening wasn't there
before she stepped out, and on the railing
set forth just a little of herself,
just her hands, --to be completely light:
as if passed on by the rows of houses
to the heavens, to be swayed by everything.
Thank you for taking the time to create and share. ...any idea who's playing piano?
"He woke up, the room was bare He didnt see her anywhere. He told himself he didnt care, pushed the window open wide, Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate
Brought on by a simple twist of fate." [Bob Dylan]
AshesRising1 2 years ago
Mmmmmmmm . . . Miles
skiphollingsworth 3 years ago