Monday, March 04, 2013

The cave

The dark eyed cave,
a wanton siren,
sings its calling song.
Imagination begins,
a journey into the tresses
of darknesses
where plaited strands
mix and twine,
and the clatter of bats
becomes percussion
in the soundtrack of dream.

Stealthy night falls
and the shadow of darkness
creeps without;
the world becomes the cave
painting with strangeness
the security of day.
The lure of light
begins its song.

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