Sights And Sounds

That mostly go unnoticed

Sunsets seen through stained glass

Dust motes drifting in beams of light

The eerie emptiness of echoes

That shatter the silence of night

The distant murmur of thunder

Your heartbeat close by my ear

Clouds that are rent asunder

Wondrous things that I see and hear

Reflections without substance

In mirrors devoid of soul

Visages fashioned of mystery and mist

That peer back from bottomless hole

Shadows shaped from darkness

That take leave only on sunless days 

Yet simply lie dormant awaiting the moment

The touch of reflective rays

Sounds and sights of days and nights

That the most of us ignore

Too focused to even notice that

They dwell just outside 

…our door…

Author's Note

More like stream of conscious maybe?

Reviews

[Carolynn]

This is really beautiful - makes me think about laying in a tent in the woods at night and being so keen at hearing everything going on just outside the shell your encased in