Blossoms in shades of gray

Blossoms in shades of gray

Wilted gems of rosemaries

Dance silently in glades of blues

Scents of summer, scents of rain

Sleep comes as the music wanes

Sunlight through tinted windows

Shadows through them too

Waking at that precise moment

To sober judgment's waterloo

Seems to me that you are glad

Of things that are in silver plats

Smiles dance around you;you are sad

Of the things of late that commiserate

To affirm a thought is to accept it

To see through shades of gray

And to let the mocking greens arrest it

And listen to "Come what may"

Denounce the thought of laughing widowers

Lift your head to glens of light

Throw yourself out of harms way

Let sleep bestow you sight

Distance is a paradise to the one who wanes

But what of paradise when distance fades

An enigma, a mystery , a paradox ,a strain

Suffering comes to all the same

Forgetting what lies ahead

Straining for shadows of sight

The future's sober light illumines me

It brings fright that soothes me