Never What You See

Photograph by Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015

Never What You See

Twilight comes early in November cold

     the migrant geese cry and stake their claim

            as I walk in my solitary world

          where darkness rules and light is scarce

and loneliness adds beauty to life.

I have been restless for as long as I can remember

          but there is change in the air

                   there is change in the wind

     fear stirs the stagnant spirit, propels it forward

and the echo of music strikes a chord deep inside.

Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue,

            and broken bones eventually heal

              we cross the threshold from young to old

        masking the hurt, numbing the pain

 but silence is not golden.

So don’t jump to conclusions about the sunset

       its stark light refracting beneath cover of clouds

            hidden bruises bleeding broken indigo ink 

          in beautiful streaks of mottled red and purple

and taints the sky with mixed emotions.

      

The truth is never what you see.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015

November 10, 2015