13 April, 2021

I, Enigma

I am...
standing still in my screaming existence 
like a cry arrested in time and calm passing in a flash of light;
burning like the sands but still on the outside
like waving flames in a cool embrace;
veiled in the distance, my raining eyes are loud.

I am...
lightsome in blinding brightness,
but still in the dark, wishing may there be a book of life;
stagnant in dreams, unsinkable, floating in reality.

I, Enigma © Ladanseuse

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