THE BLACK AND WHITE

I Love You

Shades of what has been.

Shades of what could be.

Shadows cast on other things.

Shadows cast on me.

Gray is not the sky

of clouds lingering

or passing by.

Gray is not the waves

in clear morning light

whose rolling crests can be

glass in seashell white.

This is your creation.

This is your view.

It may begin

with shades of what has been.

It may begin

with shadows of your past.

Take what you remember.

Free it

from the shadows cast.

[LJ Austin 1-9-24]

ART: “So Dawns the Morning” 2023