Shadow

I closed my eyes

and the blue violet shadow

swept over me, through me,

then its particulate

began to dissipate

but the dark specs

still shaded everything

I can see the light —

right there, in memory,

and under everything —

it will rise,

it will become

what fills my consciousness and sight.

This I know well

though I can’t feel it now.

©Wendy Mulhern

February 9, 2020