Shards of Consciousness

shades of grey that pass
as days, light bound by shadow'd
edge. a magic moon
to hide the sun, binding joy
beneath fading memories

shattered light from an
azure sky, old snow glistens.
tears trap memories
while spade by muffled spade a
mother's dream is laid to rest

new snow crunches as
i walk the road. doves coo and
fish flash in the pond.
the morning sunlight shatters.
night carries dreams of summer.

the same old, same old.
been there, done that, a new year
finds me still the same.
do i change my soul, my self
as i change the calender?

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