Darkness falls over your face

Blackened, like ash and soot

Blown about by solar winds

She no longer has the need

So she sends them to you

On the wisps of the clouds

From the shadows of the demons

Cast into the ebony skies

Until you are shrouded, hidden

In a haze of starless pitch

Allowing only the slightest light

To reign over the empyrean cosmos

 

Poem & photo ©Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved