09 | Arise from Shadows

Arise from the shadow

of sweet notes, now

turned sour.

 

Arise from the shadow

of  past instruments

alone, unplayed.

 

Arise from the shadow

of so many strings

still, unstrung.

 

Arise from the shadow

of a child’s lessons

all left, undone.

. . . . .

09 apr | spb

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