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Thursday, July 13, 2006

Deep in the Shadowlands

Deep in the shadowlands
People neither thrive nor die
They exist
Empty

No one remembers going there
It’s just a place you end up
It is a place of empty whispers
Forgotten dreams

There you build monuments
That resemble tombs
But they have no eyes to see
They cultivate their own bareness

Never known is what is just over the horizon
Like an unturned page of Scripture
They choose to linger in the stench of death
Never Dying

Their only hope is avoided
Though they say they belong to it
They are hardly recognizable
The flesh they love eaten by greed

They avoid eyes that convict, reveal, and heal
Just make eye contact with Him
You will see no more shadows
You will not know emptiness

S Cherry 2006 ©

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