Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence




This year I resolve to shatter
That glass ceiling that is my mind
For beautiful as the glass is
The atmosphere weighs heavily
And is but a sparkly, fragile illusion
Better to let the sharp fragments
Rain their color down upon me
Than to stay below the surface
Wanting to be flying above

In response to Patrick Jenning’s Pic and a Word Challenge #120: Atmosphere and
the Weekly Photo Challenge: 2017 Favorites