Light’s Eternal Shadow

Here in the musty confines of finality…

I, the prisoner.
You, the small window.
Together, through stained-glass eyes,
Ponder skies where nothing ends.

Here,
Where sunlit rays seduce,
Become shackles,
And hint at pleasure,
While painfully refusing closure.

How persistent
The innocence of silence,
Parading Nature’s selected rays
Amidst dust motes drifting,
Alighting,
Enfolding,
Sharing cosmic love,
Asking not,
Giving all.

Why…

In this room's coldness,
This tomb where once-life is enshrined,
Must you return each morning
Only to fade back to,
The light’s eternal shadow?