your eyes have burned the time to filigree. <br />Nothing is left of light's necessity. <br />Silence has interlocked us both in lace. <br />Great trees are fighting darkness for their space. <br />Eternal whiteness decorates the grass. <br />Leaves skim distance like ornaments of glass. <br />Is there a moon for such a heavy sky? <br />I think light breaks somewhere without a cry.<br /><br />Sandra Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-think-light-breaks/
