Fate

I solemnly stare
as pink clouds
bleed to ashen steel grey

my color starved soul
turns my eyes
to the horizon’s last offering

in silence the wind
sifts my hair
as light slips away

I sigh
as I realize
this is the fate of all things

Written by Matthew – 2015
© 2015 This Mortal Flesh

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19 thoughts on “Fate

  1. “my color starved soul
    turns my eyes
    to the horizon’s last offering”

    This is poetry at its flying best. I think it pretty much sums up what I think of your art. 🙂

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