…changes her colours

I am a silhouette
adept in the art of shadows
empty and weightless
resident of the void

belonging to the night
yet still I hunger for the light
consuming the pale spaces
my longing remains unsated

ethereal and ghostly I drift
between the mirrors I create
deep wells reflectionless
where I hide myself away

surrendering to the currents
as the sea changes her colours
in the dying echoes of the day
© Ann Bagnall