A Stroll Down the Hall of Fading Faces

by Lisa Santos

Keep going time..

Keep walking through these halls

You’re not hesitant to gift this change of days

Change of sun

And shifting shades

 

I go gazing upon their fading faces

Suddenly death has something to say

Why do we leave without wanting to

Born in mystery and brought to these endings

 

All we have are little years

With our shadowy fears walking behind

Holding our hearts like we don’t want to share

 

And all the while these hours just don’t want to slow their pace as

I’m falling by thousands of steps behind

Overwhelmed

That life can fly over where heavens just a blink awake

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