Filters of Light
Written on July 21st , 2022 by Ethan Zhang
Light filtered through the trees.
I looked beside me, the grass is bare.
Through the light, I feel the breeze,
On my face, a single tear.
The birds sing a song.
A playful tune haunts me in my lair.
It sounds so wrong.
Yet here I am, alone in the forest bare.
It sounds so wrong,
The world is so dark.
A broken front is not long,
And her voice I hark.
She never saw it, but she had left her mark.
Dim light filtered through the trees.
The world feels so dark,
Through the light, I feel a cold breeze.
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