..........Traces.........
Step by step onward but a moments trace
One before the other into air lost by space
As passages unfold touch tells the untold
For what is left slowly turns and grows cold
When time no longer matters forward we go
Crumbling as fallen each left never to show
But forward we must go into distant places
Leaving for a moment the smallest of traces
©Edge/2019
"As touch tells the untold" it is the traces that tell the story. Each mark is a revelation as to who or what left it. Even as time moves on those traces remain to speak. Your photo?
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