The Embracing Of Shadows

Where water lays down her life

to the pulling air,

where stone succumbs to

the laughing river,

where the oxygen yields to

the latent life of wood afire,

where the micobes’ anthems

unrivet my still body:


This is where I will give over

my burden of Being –

Not in light, but in the embracing

of shadows.

May this be the

Going-Back Bridge to

the mystery

of the Mystery.


J. Pratt-Walter (c) 2017

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.