'Armour'

Trying to find him...

(the real, unquestionable, tangible; him)
...she searched
for the cave
where the wolf
lay
...she followed
the crows caw
...she listened to
the worm's whisper
but still
(only found)
she could not unlock
the door
to his thoughts


Walking
Walking
Walking away
(seeking solitude)
instead,
she chose the pathos path
that led,
to a plateau of peace;
hiding amongst
the stacked shelves
of her own words


While
birds
pecked
at her eyes.

Picture by Anthony R Duce: http://tonyducesart.blogspot.com/