Partaken

Decisions having to be made.
Emotions floating in the air.
Living in suspension,
in pretended animation.

Illumination stays in place.
The fragile mind seeks a veil
to hide behind.
The wounded heart, crippled by conflicts,
fears to feel the false from the real.

And when it does…
all that is struggles to interpret
the pulse of passing moments…

Drowning in the tears
of times partaken ending,
the eyes can still see the gold dust
that must blow away with the wind,
carving and shaping its way
for times yet to come.

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