#1569-Bend
16/11/2021
Overwhelming moments,
When breaths,
Can’t be felt.
Colors,
Blending with shadows.
Roads,
Sleeping with a setting sun.
Corners,
Hiding unborn thoughts.
Perfect days,
When silent minds,
Are untroubled by the past,
Staring dead ahead,
Calm and unafraid,
Of what may await,
Around the bend.
