-- BEHIND CLOSED EYELIDS --
By John Herlihy
Whenever I close my eyes,
I observe a darkness bleak.
The blackness tells no lies,
Offers a quiet venue to seek.
The lids close down my world,
The light tucked away, furled.
Darkness resembles silence,
They make up a holy alliance.
No sound or light, in absence,
Why then do I feel a presence.
Suddenly I have need to stare,
The staring makes me aware.
This cavern of deepest night,
Now shining spirals of light.
A spectacle of infinite form,
Rhythms my mind to adorn.
Awash in feelings of peace,
Purest light never to cease.
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(c) John Herlihy 7 March 2019
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