Monday, April 11, 2016

The Haunting Phrase

The man with a month left to live
And the other with decades left
Can't recognize each the brother
In the mirror haunted by eyes.

Uncertainty is forever,
And doubt's a cumulus of hope
In the shimmering green iris
That belongs to the summer sun.

Uncertainty's in each moment
And doubt's a cumulonimbus
On the darkening horizon
That threatens unexpected storms.

All eyes have their angels that are
And their angels that aren't. What shines
Between what could and couldn't be,
Belief is our divinity.

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