Friday, January 13, 2017

Hope: Future And (Re)Birth


again, after decades, my (un)reality
opens one door of many, my concubine 
of life’s necessities vanquished.

daylight peaks and wanes, darkness satiates, 
nourished and still;  it is the light of life, 
manifest within living silence. memory holds 

its germaneness in the ‘now’, becomes prophesy 
on linear moments beginning to end. those many ‘other’ 
doors remain closed. for now, how fortunate the future.


Poem/Photo ©Rick Burnett Baker 
All Rights Reserved 
(Photo taken in Livingston, Texas)

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