The Shadows Come

The Shadows Fall

Sometimes you are walking along the path
It's the right path by all accounts
Full of life and vibrant

Then, without warning, the darkness comes
The light falls back in fear
Jumping away like a startled deer

It comes on wings so swift and silent
Like a giant owl dropping silently on its prey
On a cold, moonless night

It settles in with a stale air
A firm presence
A cold, empty stare

The presence of it permeates your very being
Encrusting every thought
Making every beat of the heart a painfully exhausting strain

Although the light is shining all around
From me comes a hollow sound
As the darkness comes again




(C) Copyright Marcel Trepanier 2013