See Through No More

Sometimes images go in and words come out. Saw this artwork by Melissa Miller while researching something completely unrelated. Felt urged to sharpen a pencil. This is what came out. What’s it make you think of? Click image to enlarge.

How does this day differ

From those gone past

When my ghosts again come hither?

Can never be extinguished

Don't know extinct

Eternal flames burn indistinguished

Take that first step through to the last

While blinding eyes pierce through to my past

And like a cracked peep hole in the door

My soul will be see through no more


Melissa Miller - A Dance With Demons

Footnote on demons: When they come creeping ‘round, fight like hell to lead the dance.

Thanks for reading. {sp}