The Interrupted

The goddess poised in her reverie
talking with all the saints and capricious visitors
and with Night that went on and on and on…

Then, as if a breeze melted in
she was interrupted
and the trail of thought did not go on and on…

Some Saint, with dusty wings and
abrasive lines disturbed the peace,
as mourning bells rang on and on…

The goddess waited patiently for
that was her gift, until the silence
maintained itself, and went on and on and on…

Photo by Eliara


3 Responses to “The Interrupted”

  1. Lisa Chapman Says:

    Did you write these verses? They’re really amazing and I love the photographs you’ve paired up with the newest posts, nice work.



  2. Yes, my writing. Thank you so much.


  3. Yes, I think they’re great to ! Pleased to have stumbled upon your blog. 🙂


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