Vaguely reflecting some light of the day
and some life
The sallow marble amongst the water’s reflection
“You block my light” thinking of ‘how
I consider how my light is spent.’
How is this light
– what is this light
– what is this light?
The usual grey: just shows life “as is”
the good, bad, right & wrong
“Grey is all; all are grey.
We fumble along in our grey existence.”
Waters of reflection.
The broken idols, idols – Men war: women repair
Marbling surface of the white stone and water’s edge.
Show no history nor remorse
Energies spent unwisely are not spent at all
Found nowhere just forgotten
The white tomb remembers – those wonders
That presence of life can muster.