Word count achieved, so time for a poem. This is for the 16th day of unreason, Jilly’s Jim Harrison challenge.
“You can’t write the clear biography
of the aches and pains inside your skull”
~ Harrison from Skull / Songs of Unreason
There are things in the dark
that should stay in the dark,
sorrows that should be forgotten,
swept away on the black river
that flows into the nameless sea.
I take your hand in the night
and find a light among the shadows.
We follow ourselves, dance steps leading,
while the path creeps and the path winds,
but when the morning comes,
there will be flowers in the meadow.