observations on life

Twilight (2004)

Twilight

The imagined but unconsummated future
Lies scattered
Glimpsed only in half light
But believed in a certainly as saints
An ember never kindled to flame
Extinguish unexpectedly by a breath
Unknown but long held
Like a whispered secret too low to hear

I am afraid. Afraid of managing the desolation of each second.
Martha Manning, Undercurrents

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