this life leaves marks
you can press and pull and scratch…
try to make them go away
but they won’t

but when you look at the
setting sun
watch it quiver as it crosses
the horizon

revel in the ways
the rays touch you
play hide and seek
with the long shadows

notice how they fade
into the night
the marks becoming
less significant
as your senses embrace
the dark

feeling marks merge
into your experience
making way
for more to come

glb /// “marks”
originally published 03/10/2017