Ideas spring forth,
from dark places unseen.
Eternity calls down,
into the moments between.
Reflections of attraction,
hidden within each heart.
Shadows in the night,
screams shake the dark.
Lost in the black,
a single breath escapes.
The arcing of each life,
ascends into the serpentine.
~Mark Schutter ©2013
Lovely and intriguing words Mark – well done!
Thank you as always Charlene!