From where all things come, you must also go

there is a place and time, all left and came

falling into darkness, as time goes on

yearning for the light, as years go by

nothingness is the shining, in which you reflect

trapped under an abyss made of yourself

shattering cold touch, yearn for the front

from which all things come, you also go, slow

low light, high night - the moon whispers your name

all things are in place

Author's Note

Spoken - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNIjnNTqmFo

Reviews

[Tori Jones]

Very beautiful! This is a very captivating poem, it flows so perfectly...The vocabulary displayed in this poem matches the feelings amazingly well...Stay safe, be blessed...

~Tori