[ .in.the.near.dark.by.the.light(switch).]
find myself by the lightswitch, always passing, touching,
yet ignoring its wonder, its magnificent purpose of being..
so are humans, so gifted, that they are, in passing,
only a lightswitch, we briefly touch and pass right on by?
© Bryan McLean April 20, 2010
026/100:2
find myself by the lightswitch, always passing, touching,
yet ignoring its wonder, its magnificent purpose of being..
so are humans, so gifted, that they are, in passing,
only a lightswitch, we briefly touch and pass right on by?
© Bryan McLean April 20, 2010
026/100:2
1 comment:
I love this idea of edging around something that can change everything. Drawn to it, touching it, but never flipping the switch.
So true, so sad, so beautiful.
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