Monday, April 3, 2017

April 3, 2017

SPACE

Space - that place - empty -
where we place stuff - chairs -
words - sounds - that fill the
silence - the donut hole in
the gold links of a necklace
chain - just sitting there on a
naked neck - not noticed until
or unless silence becomes irksome -
and someone wants to run out into
the night and stare at the black
vastness of the universe and
scream, “God where are You?”

 © Andy Costello, Reflections  2017


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