A Tear In The Fabric

We found a tear
In the fabric of the living.
Through it
We could feel the breeze of light.

Its warmth seemed genuine enough.

But as much as I flew
The light withdrew.
With each stroke
A little further away.

The masses hurtled by
Frantically saving
What was left
Of tattered wing and tail

Tornadoes grew
Borne of those blindfold efforts.
Ripping apart the weak
Snuffing out the light

single frame- multiple exposure photograph

I know this seems a little dark. I suppose global events are having some affect on me. However, I am not afraid. This time next year, this will be a memory. Perhaps a new paradigm for coming generations….perhaps not.
Be safe. Watch the sunrise, sunset, be grateful.
Peace to you