This post is created in response to RONOVAN’S WEEKLY HAIKU CHALLENGE #317 REGARDING EYE AND LIGHT.
THE SIGHT WITHIN
Everyone says it’s going to be all right. We’ll soon be back to normal…or at least a new normal. My soul sees something different. It ministers in images, like the old man sitting on the corner by the Cumberland Farms, mask down, waiting, just waiting for someone with “the bug” to walk by and breathe on him.
The light is fading.
It splashes across the sky