Shades


Shades where do they come from?
Shadeswhere do they go?
Shades where do they hide?
Shades where do they search?
Shades where are you now?

White
Turns to Gray
Gray
Turns to Black
And in life the shades never comes back.

Lines on the floor.
Lines on the door.
Lines in the sky.
Lines in the pie.

White
Turns to Gray
Gray
Turns to Black
And in life the shades never comes back.

Lines on the ground.
Lines on the sound.
Lines in the mind.
Lines in the crime.

White
Turns to Gray
Gray
Turns to Black
And in life the shades never comes back.

Lines on the soul.
Lines on the fold.
Lines in tree.
Lines in the future that never will be.

White
Turns to Gray
Gray
Turns to Black
And in life the shades never comes back.

And for this we go to and fro.
Never knowing where to go.
Without thought of life or death.
Without purpose of this turning tide.

White
Turns to Gray
Gray
Turns to Black
And in life the shades never comes back.

Still we stand and gaze into the sky.
Questioning the Origin.
Following only the road.
Never taking the test.

White
Turns to Gray
Gray
Turns to Black
And in life the shades never comes back.

And so White, may turn to Gray, and Gray may find it’s way to Black.
In our life it will never come back once it is through.
That is the way it has always been and that is what it will always be.

 

A Shade

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