Maia Padua

(Virgo / City of Gentle People)

In the Shadows of Shadow

In the shadows of shadow
Illumines your wonders
In the widest field
Fruits of all fruits;
Beyond far horizon,
Behind few wandering clouds
Lonely sparrow follows

Shield from unseen debris
Of devouring lies
Your shades and rays
Paint the empty page
Pages to pages
A shift of story
A portrait of me

Pain captures
in every page of story
Bears not a mystery
Yet bares truth, unspoken
The shadows of shadow
In dreams of dreams
Of dreams within a dream
Reveals reality
All through the destiny
You saved me

Submitted: Thursday, August 29, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 29, 2013

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  • marvin brato (8/29/2013 4:42:00 AM)

    Its better to speak of truth to cause someone to cry, than tell lies that bring a smile! (Report) Reply

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