Silver and Black
The last color fades Generously returning To behind mind's eye What is there to do Except have blackness return To its origin? The silver still screams Do not think you'll get past it Until I'm through it Do not trust one word Saying it is over now/yet For I am still here My life is like this Screaming silver, blackest black Nothing in between Look in the mirror Wonder how your secrets hold Other surrounds you When will the dam break? When might Brown Rider return? How can you repent? I have made it here Forged and reforged in fire Can you say the same? 1 Corinthians 13:12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.